The sun beamed eagerly as John brought the final piece of furniture into the house. He stepped outside, removed his hat, then used it to fan himself.

"It's sure hot out here," John remarked as he wiped the perspiration that had gathered on his forehead with his arm.

Feeling the heat seeping into his clothes, he realized he needed to cool off. He walked into the house and found his wife already arranging the lunch table.

"Hey dear," he called her in a jovial tone with a broad smile dancing across his face.

"Hey," she responded with a cute smile. "Lunch is ready, help me and get the cutlery while...