The Sunshine

The sun shone hot and bright, beating Claire’s body and stabbing her eyes. She felt sweaty and smelly and red. She felt like swearing or snapping at anyone or anything. She scowled at the sun but the sun only beamed back at her. There’s nothing more aggravating than someone who radiates calm and a complete non-intention to fight back in such situations.

A cooling breeze blew on her face, lifting hair stuck to her forehead. She shivered. Fucking cold now. First it’s too fucking hot then it’s too fucking cold. Never get it right in this country. She deepened her scowl, carving it into her face.

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