chased by the heat back up the mountains - a convoy of friends.
but it wasn't as cool as last time. the sun, when he found you, was blistering, so we followed the shade with our blankets.
'is there any air conditioning?', a.'s friend asked this time; a.'s mood deteriorated to a sulk. but pine cones were gathered into heaps, books read under trees, long walks taken to the edge of the precipice. and finally, rose ice cream, which lit up 5 little smiles.