Chapter 67 Milf And Pizza Delivery Guy(1)

• I have never seen such a hot summer. The heat fills me all over until my body practically melts. The sun is shining so brightly that it almost obscures the summer blue sky. The air is clear, as only in summer it can be. The colours shine around me. They make me feel as if the moment of ripening and blossoming has arrived, we are in the full bloom of nature and I am here abandoned and alone.
• I sit in my chair in the garden, in the shade of the trees, waiting for a breath of air. But nothing. Even the breeze from the sea does not appear. There is no breeze even to kneel down and pray. Ah, but it wasn't always like that. When I was a child, the summers were hot, but not that hot, and my whole family used to wait for the evening to come so that we could all get together in front of a nice table of food. Ah, those were the days!
• Some things have stayed that way, in fact, in summer, I can't eat until after dark. And then the heat is so suffocating that I can only drink. Water, cool, that I spill on my clothes while sitting in the garden. Mediterranean summers can be really hot, so much so that people start living at night again. My husband and son are on holiday, far away, and I have had to stay at home for some work-related errands.