At my father’s house yesterday –
which was quite warm, these old folks like it that way –
the husband was vacuuming the house.
My father and I were talking in the kitchen when the husband made it to the bedroom after finishing the rest of the house – the bedroom where my stepmother Pennie passed away a few years ago.
And by now, the husband is in a sweat. It is really warm in there.
someone turned on the ceiling fan.