Stitz Bristo offered a cool getaway from the afternoon weather.
The scorching sun loomed high in the sky. It smoldered the concrete surface. Heat waves radiated and almost floated up like a haze. Beads of sweat buckets trickled down people's backs. Outdoor workers drenched themselves in cold water, hoping for any break from the high temperature.
Unlike them, Eve had one foot out of the parking lot.
A large straw hat shielded her face as she gazed up at the establishment. She admired its exterior design of apricot bricks and cream timbers. If she ignored everything else, it would seem she fell back in time. Her heart thundered in her chest.
Her hands started to become cold.
'This might not be such a good idea,' she considered mentally. Sweat formed on top of her rouge colored lips. Did it come from nerves or the heat? She didn't know. A vibrate came from her pocket. A sigh from her lips followed it.
