My lips smacked together from the dryness of a voracious thirst. I had worked in the yard all afternoon beneath a blazing sun. Rivulets of sweat drenched me, adding to my thirst and need for water.
I came into the cool of the house, filled my glass with ice cubes and cold water, and gulped it down. The first glass made me want more — one glass was not enough. I quickly filled my glass again and practically inhaled the liquid refreshment. What joy as the cold water coursed through my lips and satisfied my thirst.Read More