Hot Summer Nights

I was young and it was summer. I had lots of friends and one of them asked me over for a sleepover. He had a cute sister who I kinda had a crush on, so I accepted. But, it was summer, as I said. And it was a really hot night. At my house, we had a window air conditioner that my dad would turn on only when it was really hot (oh how I loved the sound of that old thing cranking up). On those nights we would sleep on the living room floor, right under that thing. This was such a night, hot and humid and still.

When I got to my friends house we played and goofed off like always. But when it was time to go to sleep I noticed that they had no air conditioning. It was a miserable half night. I say "half" night because I woke up at about 2am sweltering, snuck out, and left. I rode my bike home, went inside and spent the second half under that glorious cold box.

Of course, my friend's parents were terrified when they all discovered I was missing the next morning. At the time I couldn't figure out what the big deal was.