12:30. The blazing midday sun shone relentlessly and the sunlit skyscrapers pierced the hot, blue sky. The peaceful summertime was filled with the small wind and the buzzing sounds of cicadas echoing around.
It's been two days since Lyric and Leroy arrived at Francois. The temperature was scorching and the intense heat was burning their skin. The twins were outdoors working under the burning sun and the third day of their torment.
"I didn't sign up for this," Leroy complained as he pulled a bunch of weeds from Chadwick's garden. Lyric, on the other hand, trimmed the bermuda grass with hair clippers.
