Chapter 7 Georgia
Freema,
There is no coffee in space. Stay on Earth! It’s not worth it. Also, send coffee.
-G
The day started way too early. No guests were staying in the house, so construction started a split second after dawn, and Georgia needed caffeine to deal with the racket. Unfortunately, whatever was in her mug might have been brown and hot, but it was not coffee. The tea Bright favored tasted of grass and berries. Not the worst thing but also not coffee. Had she known the dire extent of the caffeine situation, she’d have picked up coffee, or the Corravian equivalent, at the general store.
Georgia frowned at the cup and added another spoonful of sugar, hoping the muck wasn’t the Corravian equivalent. Earth coffee was a fairly unique crop and early colonizers brought the bean
