Wish Fulfillment
It must have been over a hundred degrees up in that attic. I was sweating like a pig and cursing under my breath a lot. I should have been enjoying a nice summer break somewhere cool. I should have been at a beach resort hotel somewhere, drinking margaritas and taking in the tropical breezes, spending evenings in a cool piano bar with a brandy. One of the only reasons I had become a schoolteacher was the long vacation time. But on top of the spoiled brat kids I had to pound data into...