“Now. Let’s do it now.” “Jill, honey, we’re not burning the place down.” “This is the time! I just maxed out the insurance. The restaurant is worth more as a smoldering ruin than it is whole.” “Sweetie.” “I’ve got matches and I’ve already doused most of the busboys in propane.” “Honey.” “Think of how much … Continue reading When You Whisper Like That Hot Summer Breeze