“Alexa,” I call out. “Set the timer for five minutes!”
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“Alexa,” I call out. “Set the timer for five minutes!”
Whenever I visit we mostly sit as familiar strangers and talk about the tea. Once in a while, though, there’s a small window, five minutes max, when her eyes sparkle.
Head Adderall-cleansed, tea on the coffee table, should be called the tea table, haven’t been allowed coffee since my stomach said no.
Mugs slide around cabinets with the ship’s roll, yaw, pitch.
I peel seventeen soaked almonds. I prepare a concoction of Ayurvedic water that alleviates acidity. I cut a lemon and squeeze to curdle milk for a bowl of cottage cheese.