True Places(105)

Iris stood and stretched her arms to the sky, her shirt sticking to her sweaty back. The heat was lying on her. She had slept on the cabin porch last night, and, if she stayed, she’d sleep there again, putting herself in the path of whatever breeze might arrive.

“See you later, Ash.”

Iris rubbed a mosquito bite on the back of her neck and walked away, heading south along the curve of the hill toward the cabin. When she got there in a little while, she’d see how she felt about staying another night on her own. It might be that she’d rather just gather her things and make her way to the house. She would get there well before dark. Suzanne wouldn’t be expecting her, but she’d welcome her all the same.