“I know.” He looked around at the empty restaurant, then continued, his voice quiet, almost sad. “I can do many things, but I cannot bring back the people who once gathered here. This is the world we live in now.”
Her throat was tight. She pulled in a breath and reached for her tea, and somehow, the warm liquid helped to relax the tense muscles of her neck, made her feel a little better about life. All those scenes in the books she’d read about people having a cup of tea to calm them down seemed to make more sense right now. There really was something magical about tea.
“It’s all right,” she said. Whether or not that statement was actually true was up for debate, but she reminded herself that she was in a much better place now than she’d been just the day before. The world would never be
