Chapter 6“Mother’s tea will awaken you like very little else,” Temperance said, handing him a mug.
“I think I’ve had it before,” Seamus said, sitting at the kitchen bench near Thomas as he was instructed to do and taking a sip. “Or maybe not.”
“Does its strength shock you?” Patience asked.
Seamus took another sip and thought about it.
“Not exactly,” he said. “It’s just fresher than I’m used to. It’s stronger, and with more flavor than I had expected.”
“Nobody makes tea like Mother,” Temperance said.
“Well, we try to,” Seamus said. “There’s an ingredient we’re missing though.”
Patience began to laugh. “So the tea, like the historian, it carries on?”
“We like to think it does, but yours is better,” Seamus said.
“We’ll fix it then,” Patience said. “I should hate to think of my heirs
