Sanctuary
Whoo-whee, it’s hot tonight. I’m shriveling in the upstairs heat like a raisin in the sun. And for an old Alabama girl, who can remember life without air-conditioning, when we slept in cotton pajamas, sprawled in front of an electric fan, that’s saying a lot. My grandmother had a fan that blew air over ice cubes, and when we came in hot and sweaty from the backyard, we stood in front of that fan until our faces tingled. Well, I’m […]