The sun shone hot in the red sky. Heat waves sizzled and danced above the sidewalks and the metal fire escape ladders were so hot that if you spat out the window, the spit would sizzle on the metal. If you tried to grab the fire escape with your hand, you'd get a raised welt there in only a few seconds. She hadn't tried to fry eggs on the metal, ( Read more... )

The storm postcards started arriving in her mailbox in winter. It was a little amusing then; somebody was sending her mail! How pleasant! But then storm season got closer and it became less entertaining. Was somebody trying to threaten her? Did that make any sense? How could somebody threaten her with storms, that were surely beyond the ability of ( Read more... )