By Pfc Pfledge
Randy woke earlier than usual that Saturday, and then, realizing it was Saturday, snuggled back down in his comfortable bed, enjoying the laziness and half-awakedness of a day when he did not have to work. It was going to be a hot day in Atlanta, but right now, the temperature seemed just right. Randy had turned the air conditioning off the night before, and was enjoying the gentle breeze through his window, and the muffled sound of early morning traffic on Atlanta’s streets. He lazed drowsily under a single sheet, luxuriating in the pleasant knowledge that he didn’t have to work today.
