This story came in second in a writing contest. The topic of the contest was: It was supposed to be the summer job of a lifetime, working as a chef at an upscale “summer camp†for adults. But, the air conditioner was broken again. After closing, the stale outdoor air brought little relief. The path to the cabins housing seasonal employees was dark but short. She stopped in her tracks when she came across one of the windows. With her pupils dilating, she couldn’t look away…
