Ah, this I remember. It was a few years after I had met Zach, and I was… in a bit of a mood. I remembered, when my father would come home, he would always make a fresh pot of coffee, for mom… it was such a small thing. So domestic. Zach thought we should try it.
It could be something we would share, with them.That was what Zach said.
…that first sip, I still remember… it was so bitter it made my eyes water. But I drank the whole cup and… from then on, just kind of made a habit of it.