Visiting the teashop located in the City of Paris department store was a welcome and nostalgic break for Grace after hours of catering to the needs of her fashion clientele. Having told Percy her entire life story and her destiny as keeper of the Rose Crystal, she needed to refocus and find solace in memories, particularly of Marcel. His death no longer saddened her but filled her heart with the joy of having known what true love could be like.
Masala tea had found its way to California and Grace would drink no other kind, as usual with milk and spices. The teashop had a cozy balcony on the upper floor of the store where Grace could look down on the people below coming and going as they went about their business and personal lives. They seemed content, she thought, with their lives as the
