Crickets chirped in the tall grass just off the porch. My footsteps padded across the wood surface. He sat on a bench staring off into the horizon. Soon there would be a sunset there. He didn’t say anything so I sat down next to him. I set down my lemonade next to his sweating glass. He preferred Coke. I sighed not knowing what to say, but at least wanting to share the same air with him. He rubbed a thumb over the arm of the bench while he chewed on the inside of his lip. He was in his thinking place. Who knew when he’d come up again. I sipped my lemonade. It needed more sugar, but I just took another sip and set it between my legs. It pressed cold through my thin dress and onto my thighs. It was still thick with heat. Tomorrow was supposed to be cooler. We could use a break. I’d been choking on the 100F  plus days this week. It made me crave winter. If only for one day. The day dimmed and sucked the color out of the world. A breeze swept across my body cooling for a second. A stream had formed between my breasts. It was becoming a permanent fixture this week and I no longer noticed it. I lay back and spread my arms across the back of the bench trying to open up as much of my surface area to the breeze before it died.  He leaned back and pinched the skin of my arm.

“Ow!” I pushed him forward so I could pull my arm out. I shook it. He jumped.

“Oh, sorry. I didn’t know you were there.” He sighed and rubbed his face. “How long have I been out here?”

“How long were you gone?” I asked raising an eyebrow to hint at my irritation at being abandoned yet again. “About two and a half hours. I think you’re Coke is more water than soda now.”


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Carley Hibbert

I just finished writing my first novel The Villain's Assistant. I'm preparing to submit it to an interested publisher.

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