Showing posts with label air conditioning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label air conditioning. Show all posts

Friday, September 5, 2008

Poodle Springs, p. 27 (Berkley Mystery)

I could hear the hum of the air conditioner somewhere out of sight, like a locust behind the building.

I pushed through it into the suddenly cool indoors. It felt good after the hard desert heat, but it felt artificial too, like the soothing touch of an embalmer.