Restoring her mindfulness quickly, Maya went and sat beside the little boy carefully placing a warm mug of lemon tea on the table before him, sulaimani, as it was commonly known as, in the part of the country where she had come from. She had added some cardamom seeds left at the bottom of the spice jar & some frost-bitten mint leaves, she could find in the refrigerator, in the hope of making it taste better.
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