<strong>Jarid Sark ~ With Charlotte</strong><br/><br/>“A good girl who got frightened and was caught running away,” Jarid reminded her.<br/><br/>He went to the kitchen where the kettle was chirping. Bringing the kettle over he lifted the lid of the tea pot and poured the hot water in. Then placed the kettle on a cool burner on the stove. Then dropped the metal basket of fresh ground tea leaves in the pot.. Darjeela tea.<br/><br/>“You are not alone. You are with me. And I should be the one concerned with trust. But I’m not because I am not alone. I’m with a good girl who is simply frightened about her sexuality and confused about how she should be feeling.”<br/><br/>He moved the tea to the hot plate on the counter, “Come have a sit down while the tea steeps so we can chat.”<br/>