The plants were wilting in their grey pots. The flowers lied on the table, their once beautiful petals curling at the edges from the summer heat. The searing heat from the sun fell on the mansion. The air was like breathing liquid fire, No matter how much I drank the thirst gnawed at me. It was high noon and the sun was beating down with unrestrained brutality. I wiped the sweat that trailed down my forehead and came inside, closing the front door behind me.
"It is so hot outside." I said, agitated.
I didn't know it would go this hot in late June. I wanted somebody to just bath me in ice cold water.
I went and slumped down on the couch in the living room, all exhausted. I didn't even do anything but went out in the patio to look for the security, if it was as always high and firm or
