This weird little piece contains some body horror.
She looks over to her husband and says, fanning herself with a napkin that crawls in her hand, "I hate summer. In winter, you can at least put on more clothes if you're cold. In summer, what are you supposed to do, peel off your skin?" A few stories up, the creature who lives in their attic shrugs its skin off its shoulders and crawls around, a pile of red mass.
On the sidewalk by the main road, children are eating ice cream. The ice cream is the only sustenance for summer that does not make the heat worse. That, and lemonade. When life gives you lemons, the only sensible response is to use them not to die of heatstroke.
The SunSetter awning keeps their patio twenty degrees cooler. The SunSetter awning bends down, fabric spine rippling with the effort. Its cloth folds move like lips while it gasps out for water. It is still twenty degrees cooler.
A shiver runs up a teenager's spine. He briefly relishes it and waits for a blizzard in the middle of August. Instead, he feels his flesh bubble and start to melt off. At least it will provide a little more relief.
There is said to be something in the water that makes people so irritable during summer. That something makes their blood boil. Literally.
At least there is a SunSetter retractable awning to sweeten the pot.
