chai, chocolate, kisses

this afternoon as i was chatting in the hallway on the maternity ward, an old woman stepped into the door of a patient room and asked if i was russian. i told her i was from america. and she invited me in for tea. kissed me on both cheeks, had me sit on the bed, gave me chocolate, and proceeded to carry on quite a lengthy and mostly one-sided conversation, from which i gathered that she was happy. and had four good sons.