Chapter 8: Rain and July
July 1, 20—
Eastwind became like an aquarium for lizards. Rain fell from the heavens all morning, which caused the day to resemble something like a scene out of a science fiction movie or book because of its crisp yellows and bright greens. The rainfall wasn’t tyrannical, but it fell heavily and continually. Thick humidity hung in the air, soaking Jax’s skin. The T-shirt he wore clung to his chest, defining his abs and pecs like an artist on canvas. He yawned, took a sip of his iced tea (no sugar, one teaspoon of honey), and wondered why there wasn’t any lightning or thunder. The storm was calm and soothing and caused him exhaustion, yet he had plenty of sleep the night before.
Auggie was late, as usual, to walk across the hall and retrieve him from his apartmen
