He entered the sweltering underground station just as the train was pulling in. Metrocard swiped, he edged to the yellow warning area and boarded the train as no straphangers got off.
His body cooling from the air conditioned car, he looked about the new surroundings. Couples gripping hands, hips, twirling hair. Summer romances made sense just then, but merely the idea.
Beat the heat as you beat the odds of love; summer being the only foe they would face. But to them the elements of humidity and sweat were like fighting hoards of “haters” hoping to see their demise.