Chapter 33
Neal felt delirious from heat and fatigue. He was scrunched down in the back of a Missouri County Cab with its broken windows at half-mast. The sun was blazing through the window. As the cab approached the house, he sent Annie a text, so he wouldn’t have to speak with her.
Run my column as is. Have to be away for few days at my parents in Missouri. Swim issue design will be great.
Approaching, he could see the house’s sloping lawn, meticulous and bright. Shorn hedges lined the big front picture window. A sweet gumball tree, prickly fruit on its branches, stood proud and alone near the edge of the yard bordering the blacktop driveway. Neal noticed a new pinkish flowering bush at the far end of the grand lawn. It was mid afternoon, the temperature searing, making tiny tar bubb
