The Tea Party
“Charlie, you sit there. Susan will sit over here.” I pick up my shiny pink teapot. “Tea? Cookie?”
I take two cookies for myself and pick up my cup, my pinkie sticking out like a real lady. “This is some good tea.”
Charlie and Susan nod while chewing. I look all around to make sure we’re alone then whisper, “You know, Miss Nomi’s kinda funny. She keeps watching me and baby Lena.”