The samovar is old. Who uses one of those to heat their water now? Who drinks their tea with jam?
She is ancient. Refuses to zap a flavored herbal at the press of a button.
Goes through trouble to make her tea with jam.
The trouble of raising her berries in the backyard. Boiling them at an actual fire. Making jam.
The trouble of heating water in an old, old samovar. Steeping leaves.
She says it tastes so much better that way.
Not something that the kids understand, but there is one. A boy that smiles and nods and… Actually tastes the difference it all makes.
He’s the young man who lives here when she’s gone.
Strange… finding yourself growing berries, steeping tea. When all he ever wanted was the house.
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