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Two-O’Clock Tea By Brenna Griswold
There I sat, completely still in the cool and thick darkness. I could hear the kettle beginning to cry out, as if in pain from the boiling water within it. Shortly she would return, as it was growing near to two-o’clock, to choose her tea and pour the water. It wasn’t an unpleasant thing to experience, but it wasn’t something I looked forward to.
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