“What kind of tea do you want?” Kansas opened my cabinet filled with various jars of dried tea. “I have a nice fall mix I made the other day. You want to try it?” I pointed to the jar I wanted him to bring down and he did as the whistle blew. While I chopped strawberries to put in the filling, Kansas filled two tea infusers with my mix and poured us cups of hot water. “Thanks!” I blew him a kiss, and he rolled his eyes. “You really gotta stop doing that.” “Doing what?”
