Oh to be here.
Hotter than anything with no breeze at all. The mercury in the porch thermometer up so high it’s scary. The ice cubes melting faster than you can put them in your iced tea glass.
My new envisioning/short fiction piece. Please click through the link to read the rest.
v https://sarahbguestperry.substack.com/p/an-envisioning-1979-and-high-noon
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