It was hot last weekend. It hasn't rained here for about two weeks.
Everyone's grass is turning brown. We try to stay in the shade as much as possible. The girls had their bikes and scooters out. One of the kids across the street now, sometimes, brings out a radio. Sometimes they listen to the music that I grew up with. I don't think that they realize that it is from way back when. If I don't sing
out loud, they don't realize that I know the words, and they leave the music on.
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