A shower of sparks simply erupted from the drum.
Seeing him through those glowing purple embers—that dramatic dark hair, those feral red eyes, and saber-sharp features—was like catching a glimpse of the devil’s lieurenter out for a winter time romp.
Barbara finally curled her hands in coat pockets and stepped inside the burning circle. “Jaycie says you’re going to fire her.” “Does she?” Dean picked up a chicken carcass that had fallen on the ground. “I told you last year that I had helped her, and I have. The house is decent, and you’re getting your meals.” “If you can call what the two of you send up ‘meals.'” He tossed the carcass into the fire. “The world’s a taxing place for a bleeding heart like you.” Jaycie was far better at pastries than actual food, however Barbara would not confess that to Dean. She was helping out her friend Jaycie with the housework since she had a fractured ankle while she made the meals. The real hot and cold temperatures were rising by the minute, reminding Barbara to call the cooling company for HVAC maintenance. It was Jaycie’s task to call the cooling specialist whenever the HVAC installation had a problem, however lately, she had been out of sorts, so Barbara made the call herself. In the meantime, she replaced the air filter, which slightly improved the indoor air quality. Barbara knew something about cooling technology, even though she did not want to take openings with Dean’s air conditioner. The cooling professional came to the house later that afternoon. He checked the cooling system setup and started working on it. Before long, the cooling device was up and running, but Dean’s climate control component was one of the best in the market, and Barbara was not surprised when the cooling expert noted the same. The cooling system repair took about two hours as well.