The Raft
"The girls had come over to the apartment at midafternoon - on Tuesdays a one-o'clock was the latest class any of them had. Deke's monthly allotment had come in - one of the football-mad alums (the players called them 'angels') saw that he got two hundred a month in cash - and there was a case of beer in the fridge and a new Night Ranger album on Randy's battered stereo. The four of them set about getting pleasantly oiled. After a while the talk had turned to the end of the long Indian summer they had been enjoying. The radio was predicting flurries for Wednesday. LaVerne had advanced the opinion that weathermen predicting snow flurries in October should be shot, and no one disagreed.
Rachel said that summers had seemed to last forever when she was a girl, but now that she was an adult ('a doddering senile nineteen,' Deke joked and she kicked his ankle), they got shorter every year. 'It seemed like I spent my life out on Cascade Lake,' she said, crossing the decayed kitchen linoleum to the icebox. She peered in, found an Iron City Light hiding behind a stack of blue Tupperware storage boxes, and appropriated it."
"The Raft"
Stephen King
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