Chapter Twelve
Stacey watched as her sister made tea. She had spent five minutes telling Stacey that the tea leaves were from Jacob’s own company. It apparently was going to be the best tea that Stacey would ever taste. The way Allison was pitching it, she wondered if Jacob should just let her sell the tea. She was bound to sell a ton.
“You make this sound as if it’s some miracle elixir,” Stacey finally said, cutting Allison off.
“Hey, it’s amazing, alright.”
Allison was holding a teapot that probably cost as much as Stacey’s monthly rent. It was painted beautifully in bright red and green. The colors swirled together and formed the logo of Jacob’s tea company. In the spotless kitchen, Allison stood out. She was wearing a pale pink dress with her hair swept up in a bun. She almost look
