The Earth’s Fuming. Literally.

It was a weekend. As was customary, we drove out to a relative’s place. 

We reached and warm greetings were exchanged. “Great timing! You must have lunch with us.” I’m still wondering if it was said sarcastically. It wasn’t great timing. It was 11am and lunch would eventually be at around 4pm. You’ll read why.

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