Chapter Five KateThe air conditioner in the apartment had decided to die on me on the hottest day of the year so far. Worse, I was struggling to pull off the tape I’d used to roll up my gray shag rug.
I’d moved in my things a few days ago, but between writing my column and several long meetings with my editor, I’d barely even been in the apartment, never mind unpacking everything. Now, after an afternoon of rearranging furniture and unpacking boxes in the heat, I was sweating like I’d just run a marathon.
I’d stayed motivated by telling myself I could have a cocktail once I got everything done, because I was definitely going to need one. I didn’t do well in heat—the only place I liked to get this hot and sweaty was in the bedroom.
Despite the setback with the air conditioner, I was exci
