She dialed the number listed in the phonebook for Raleigh air conditioning. It was only spring and already the temperatures had soared well into the mid-90's. Way too hot way too soon. Usually she loved the warm weather. It was always perfect in North Carolina for sitting on the front porch sipping ice cold tea, but this was downright ridiculous.
Even outdoors there was no getting away from that blasted sun, but my god indoors it was like and oven roasting unsuspecting bodies who dare come by just for a visit.
Sniffing the air she could already smell the stench of those bodies. No good. No good at all. She didn't need her reputation to sour. She needed air conditioning and some damn good odor-eater.