The air shimmers with heat and the sun is at its peak. The grass lies parched and yellow, dying slowly as the soil becomes dry and cracked. The creek is lying low and the fish underneath have no refuge from their merciless predators who rule the sky.. A distant sound of a car backfiring is heard occasionally but otherwise there is only deathly silence. The inhabitants of the area have their windows thrown wide open, hoping to tempt an extinct breeze. Some have their air-conditioners and fans running at full speed which gives barely any relief. Parents have no energy to scold and children have no energy to irritate them. Everyone waits impatiently for the sun to disappear below the horizon, so they have some reprieve from their formidable yellow foe in the sky.
