Summer had come with a vengeance. I woke in the morning with the sheets clinging to my legs. “Great.” Normally I love summer, but when it gets hotter than a pancake grilling on the pan, I just melt, literally. I was sitting at my table drinking my morning coffee and reading the newspaper when someone knocked at my back door. I peeked around the corner as I walked and saw that it was my neighbor Willodean Farris. “Hey girl, what brings you here this hot morning? Come on in, can I get you anything to drink?” Willodean was my closest and dearest friend. Her hair was strawberry blonde, blue eyes and a body that was pleasing to the eye. She was a beaut. My brother Dean always wanted to go out with her, but being the chicken that he was, he’d drool from a distance and dream. I can imagine what they were like, but that would be a little bit disgusting, not to mention creepy. “If you got lemonade I’d love some, if not, I’ll be just fine, parched, but fine nevertheless.” She sa