The heat is on here in the South and so I decided to go with a snippet from "Laid to Rest" where the heat is on Darlene as she finds Mayor Stroud has departed this life.
With my heart slamming against my ribs, I felt of his wrists. Nothing. I pressed my fingers to his neck and there was no pulse. The richest man in town was dead.
Dead and gone as Granny Higginbotttom would say.
And, I was in a shit load of trouble.
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Hope everyone is staying cool!