The midsummer sun was especially scorching, but today's weather took many people by surprise: a gentle drizzle and a cool breeze. I drove with the window nearest me half open, enjoying the breeze blowing in. It felt wonderful! It was rare to get such lovely weather in the heat of summer. Every so often, I glanced out at the passing cars, and soon I arrived at my aunt's house.
Actually, I was the only one living in my aunt's house, since she had gone to work in the United States and might not be back for a long time. Maybe she would never come back at all. Who knew? As her favorite nephew, I received the greatest care from her, and that care first showed in financial support. After all, I had just gotten into college, and I had to leave my hometown for the city where my aunt lived. It was a small city with a modest economy, but the scenery was beautiful. My aunt's house stood beside a picturesque lake, in a place straight out of an American countryside movie. There was a private villa surrounded by beautiful scenery, and not far from the house flowed a clear lake. Perhaps you would only see scenery like this in a movie, but now I was truly living in a place like this.
