Heatwave Needed, by Ron Helle

“You’re being followed.” I had just walked into the foyer of the gym Lynne and I recently joined. The guy at the check-in counter alerted me. I turned around and there was a buzzard sitting on the sidewalk outside the window next to the door looking in. Every few seconds, he would peck at the window.

I used to be concerned when the buzzards would circle overhead when I was out running, but having them follow me to the gym was a new twist. …

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