Eighty degrees in the shade and you’re still running the heater. Go out just to catch a breeze and cool down…as much as possible. Fans slowly rotating hot air around the room; heads nodding.
Talk long into the night after we’ve retreated to the porch. Comfortable silence; side glances. Stealing smiles and watching lightning bugs.
Eighty degrees in the nighttime and you’re still running the heater. Faces flush…