Chapter 3.
All of the evidence was in line so I figured it to be true.  Like the rest of us, I fell for the joke;  I thought Fall had arrived in all its glory.  Oh Mr. Summer—what a prankster.  It is currently very UnFall; it might as well be July.  It’s actually so Summer right now that I took a detour from class just to ride my bike at that peaceful pace— just fast enough to feel the breeze but just slow enough that my heart rate doesn’t quicken.

By the time I made it home, summer was the only thing on my mind.  It was a must: I jumped into the pool.  I tried to talk my roommate into joining me