‘’Why did today have to be in the 90’s.’’ Ulrich said to himself as he walked by all the cars.  

     The hot June sun beet down on his brown hair. He put his hand over his eyes to block out the sun. Sweat poored down his neck.   

    Miles latter he past a sign saying ’’Now Leaving Sèvres!’’ But Ulrich didn’t see it. He was having enough trouble not fainting.  

     The honking of all the cars had gotten to him so he got out some gum out of his pocket and chooed it up.

       Once it was all chooed up he spit it out in his hand and split it in two. Stuck one piece in one ear and the other piece in the other. Just like ear pluges.   

    In his pocket, his phone was ringing again. He pulled it out and answered it.    

   ‘’Hello?’’ Ulrich said. He didn’t hear Jeremie on the other end and said again, ’’Hello?’’ He didn’t hear a respnce and so he hung up cutting Jeremie off in mid sentence.