The electric kettle refused to switch on, so she set a small pot of water on the stove to boil, and then searched the cupboards for tea. Salomé’s tea collection was impressive. She had bags and boxes of loose-leaf English breakfast, South African rooibos, lemongrass, lemon verbena, herbal blends that Taiye didn’t recognize, licorice root, valerian root. Most of them with labels from the tea shop where they’d first seen each other. Taiye selected a matcha, and with a quick peek in the fridge, found some coconut milk. A rummage through the cutlery drawer proved fruitful: she found a small whisk
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