You complain to older brother about how hot it was, even if you knew he couldn't do anything about it. He sighs, lazily sitting on the couch without a shirt on.

It was the middle of July, one of the hottest summers you had ever been in. At least there wasn't school though, right?

You and your brother didn't have much, but you didn't really mind. When you were hungry, you'd usually have to wait a bit until Mike's paycheck, or when you were hot, it wasn't like you could just use the fan because if the bills.

"Sorry, kid. I know its hot...just try and cool down." You could hear the guilt in his voice, but you knew it wasn't his fault, he just felt bad. You waved yourself with your hand, trying to cool down, though it didn't do much.