Chapter 22
The height of summer came rolling in with a solid week of rain and thunderstorms, followed by a weak of blistering, humid heat. I had never done well in the heat to begin with, and that was with an air-conditioning equipped world.
Needless to say, the damp curtains over the windows and wet towel around my neck wasn't enough. During our lunch break every day I could hardly see what Gus and were reading. He had mercy enough on me to leave me be, though by the second day he was using the book to fan me instead. When I'd get up to go back to work, I'd have to lean on something until my vision came back, my blood pressure had dropped so low.
Gus's nagging got even worse.
"Just go to bed, Lil'. I don't care that you have work, you're worthless as you are right now. Lay. Down."
"Holly crap, were you raised in ice?"
"I can't remember your original skin color, you've been red for so long."