A gust of wind kicked up dust as a bird of prey somewhere overhead belched an exhausted “skraww,” circling lazily, lifted by rising columns of distorted heat. Blinded, the heel of my boot dragged on the burning asphalt. I staggered and sweat found purchase in my already stinging eyes.
Blinking hard and wiping away the muck, I squinted and peered into the distance at the crossroads before me. To my left, shimmering like a mirage, stood a fast food place about 20 minutes away. To my right, an equal distance away, stood their competition.
My lunch break was only an hour. I’d have to choose wisely. There wasn’t enough time for a second chance. Pick the wrong one and the birds would be in for a tasty snack at my expense.
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