Tea Time

The world is a lot different now then it was when I was a kid. We certainly weren’t as coddled then as children are today. In fact, when I was growing up I was pretty well certain that The Grownups Wanted Us Dead. And when they weren’t trying to kill us, we were trying to kill each other. Pretty much anything could be pressed into service as a weapon, and the more ordinary and routine it was — like Tea Time — the better it’s potential for mayhem.

Our tea drinking during the news had come to be a ritual. Rumble and I took turns brewing and serving. Sometimes one or the other of us would add a special treat ….

The complete Rumble Stories:

The P.B. & J. Sandwich (part 1)

Bright, Shiny Red (part 2)

Tea Time (part 3)

6 thoughts on “Tea Time

  1. Dr. John — I know, and that that completely baffles me because I am remarkably laid-back and easy to get along with.

    Melli — anybody who doubts the truth just needs to read the comments after, Shiny, Bright Red, because my sister Jackie verifies my story!

  2. Quilly-Sister, I think you should print out all the ‘Rumble’ stories and mail them to him! You do know the address, don’t you? If not, I have it. He’d love it! (the stories, not his address)

  3. Jackie — I fear that sharing these stories with Rumble might remind him that he owes me a prank, and he’s had far too many years now to think up a really good one.b And I bet he does love his address. How many people live on a street named after their family?

  4. We were on the same wave length tonight. I’ll have to read your Rumble stories soon. The surf wasn’t up much when I looked, but I did post a link to a youtube from Step Into Liquid that is so awesome.

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