I left them laying on the floor, nicely laid out, but facing the other way. As I left my room after getting dressed and jumped down the three stairs, I heard mother's door open.
Drinking a soda in the kitchen, she came in, wearing a very loose pair of running shorts and one of dad's wife beaters. I wasn't sure if there was a bra. She already wore a light sheen of perspiration.
"It's going to be horribly humid the next few days. I can't wait for your father's raise to come through. We can buy an air-conditioner then and at least have some refuge."
"Yeah, no matter what I've got on, it feels like a coat."
She laughed, "well said."
I let the comment hang, sensing something coming from the look on my mother's face.
"Jimmy. It's going to be very hot and steamy. As you said, clothes will f
