SF Drabble #424 “A Saucerful Of Secrets”

“Would you like some?” He indicated the silver tea set.

She scowled. “No, thank you.”

“It’s real, imported. I have it brought from Earth.”

“How much does that cost?”

He grinned. “Worth every penny. There are some things I can accept the local substitutes or do without… I don’t need green leaves on the trees outside my window, or birds that chirp, or a twenty-four hour day. I do need tea. It’s a quality-of-life thing.”

“I’d love some.”

He poured, didn’t insult her by adding the local versions of milk or sugar. She took a sip; it tasted of home.