So I don't check the weather in Texas no more, I just close my eyes. — Jess Williamson, "Hunter"
When it breaks, I rush outside. I have to feel it to know it is real—a morning below sixty degrees. We call it the first of the year, forgetting that January and February and their freezes existed on the other side of summer. That is what the heat does; it er…
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