TallerThanTheSis

Tea was on her mind.  The cold followed Georgia into the little shop as she entered.  The employees greeted her cheerfully. “Hey, Georgia!”  The boy behind the counter said cheerfully.  “Can I get you anything to drink?” “Yes, but I don’t know what,” she replied in her English accent. There was a boy that looked to be in his late teens or early twenties waiting by the counter, who said to her, “You should get the blueberry lemon.  It’s sampled over there.” The girl chuckled.  “It’s my favorite, but I’m trying to try new teas.” “Oh, well, it’s