Eric: I am coming home. I go into the kitchen and there is such a wonderful smell of some flower tea. I watched, it hasn’t been so long ago. I poured a cup, swept, sat down and it. Mother comes in. I said to her, "Tea is just wonderful," she looked at the cooking tea, and then breathed and said, "Yes, I cooked your brother's remedy for constipation on herbs."
I liked the tea, it’s called :( (I’m still running to the toilet.