Somehow, I managed to sneak away and have a rooftop lunch by myself. I’m sure I was exhausted by the morning’s work.
It was a sweltering afternoon, but the skies in Atlanta were crystal clear and haze-free—a rarity for July.
As I gazed at the Downtown skyline while I ate, this friendly bee landed on the cap of my Publix lemonade and feasted on the syrupy sweetness.
I didn’t object.