Tea the Old Lady Invited

tea? the older lady invited.
the old man declined.
He was not much of a tea drinker.
This happened daily for years.

One day it was colder than other days.
Tea?
The old man nodded.
She poured him a glass of whiskey.

So this is what he had been missing?
She gave him a twinkle eyed look.
He never refused tea again.
They became friends too.
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