Several afternoons a week, I sit at our local coffee shop, sipping a chai, writing, knitting, and watching customers come and go. Though I’m not a stalker or psycho (okay, shut up), I can’t help but eavesdrop on other customers’ conversations if they are close enough and loud enough, because hey, they’re close enough and loud enough. (Elizabeth Massie)
Chai, Zombies, and Some Wonderings
