The keeper didn't want to do much---too hot to walk, too hot to work, too hot to drive, too hot for church, when she got a text from S, saying, " It's hot. Sorrento?" Well, they were with all the other glamorous types on the terrace which was quite refreshing. Yes, I ate late again and howled so loud when I heard her come home she could hear me from the street.
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