“Tea chahiye?” I smiled and nodded before slipping a pen into the book of crossword puzzles. Of course I wouldn’t pass up a cup of my mother’s chai, not on a rainy day like this: water winding in rivulets down the window panes, pattering against the roof and sides of...
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