Meltdown

Stella here.

Hotter'n a ... I dunno what!
Even with that breeze in offa the water, we're vergin' on meltdown here in Moose Cove.
'Course, 'tain't s' bad as the rest o' th' country.
Me an' Harvey an' folks here's some o' th' lucky ones!

Just gonna write somethin' quick... th' library's got air conditionin' but it's busted, so as soon as I get done here, me an' Molly's headin' back t' th' Pier Road in her air conditioned car an' stayin' put.
Their house bein' right up th' road from Harvey an' me, we're both lookin' forward t' just gettin' home an' settin'!
She says Webb (her dearly beloved) keeps sayin' he can't wait t' have t' start plowin' snow again.
Can't say's I blame him.

I'll write somethin' better when I ain't meltin' down like th' wicked witch o' th' west!
(If anybody readin' this owes th' Moose Cove library a fine, pay it up soon's y' can. Mebbe they'll get th' cooler back workin' again!)
Love,
Stella