The sun had gone to sleep early, leaving behind a leaden sky and thick air. Matt watched in surprise as the first drops of rain hit the road. It was midsummer, the time of heat and drought. The wind, once warm, now whispered a cold melody, and the aroma of wet earth filled the air. A shiver ran through his body, a shiver that was not from the cold, but from the strangeness of such an unexpected summer night.