During our first week of college, Ryan was sitting in my dorm room and I asked him if he wanted some kidney beans. “Um, just kidney beans?” He asked.
The first of November brought cooler temperatures to the desert. By “cooler,” I mean we were able to leave the windows open for the whole day without any air conditioning. An almost-crisp morning breeze swept through the screens and the cat batted at insects from the windowsill.
“Oh, it’s finally starting to feel like fall,” she said. I thought for a minute. Should I spoil it? Bitter as I am about the never-ending dirt and blazing sun, the answer is nearly always yes.