It was the first heat wave of summer to hit the city,
windows were open everywhere there wasn't an AC
unit. Fans recirculated hot air.
He was sick of sitting around the house and feeling
sweat for doing nothing at all. He put on a pair
of sandals and a shirt and walked out the door.
The key slid into the car door with no effort.
A small rush of hot air greeted him as he sat down.
The seatbelt clasp closed as he let the parking
brake go. There was a stretch of empty road by the
beach that was going to be perfect for this drive.
The dashboard said 11:16 p.m.
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