Saturday was Rohan’s turn to do the dishes. He came across a strainer with tea leaves. We were coffee drinkers. But tea? Could it be Meeta’s ex-boyfriend? Angered by the thought, Rohan screamed at Meeta. ‘Tell me. Who was here today?’
A surprised Meeta asked, ‘What’s the matter with you?’ Rohan showed her the strainer with the tea leaves in it.
‘Oh.. that was Mrs. Shukla, our neighbor. We had a cuppa together. But wait’, an emotional Meeta said, ‘Do you still suspect me, after all these years? How can I ever make you trust me?’
Rohan just looked away.
This post written for Write Tribe’s 100 words on Saturday #1.