Heatwave

I wasn’t supposed to be there. It was the hottest day of the year, the hottest day New York had seen in nearly thirty years, and I was trying to leave before he woke up. The door was stuck. In 2011, I was having a very bad year, and my very bad year had hit a record high when I got involved with someone with whom I should never have gotten involved, the…

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