Chapter 33: I’m Not Who You Think I Am
August 19, 2014
The Nut Martini: 6 Parts Vodka, 1 Part Frangelico, 1 Lemon Twist.
It was the hottest day I can remember in Erie. The temperature was ninety-nine degrees and the sun was sweltering in the cloudless sky. There wasn’t a cool place to hide from the heat, including an air-conditioned room. The shade was useless as well as in front of an electric fan. There was only one place to be and that was Miss Kitty’s in-ground pool. The sublevel cube of chilled water was half the size of an Olympic pool. Its temperature was seventy-nine degrees. A set of four steps made a decline into the pool. The set was positioned in the shallow end, which was three feet deep of luxurious blueness. The deep end of the pool was almost twelve feet deep. A plastic
