¤  December 2nd 1999 :  

I’m Liz Parker, and this heat wave has made everyone crazy.

Heat expands, melts, makes things boil, sets things on fire. And seeing the effect of this heat all around me just pointed out in this really blatant way how my life wasn’t expanding... that I was just stuck.

        ¤ December 4th :

The heat wave finally broke and I’m probably the only person in Roswell who didn’t benefit from it. But it’s for the best. Because if Max Evans and I had given in to temptation, if we had kissed each other even once, it would have taken us somewhere we both know we never should have gone.