The town hall project had everyone working overtime. They had even brought in extra workers from an agency, and right now they were outside drilling into materials, the sound echoing through the trailer.

It was my lunch break, so I wandered to the small kitchenette to make coffee. Someone had left macaroons on the counter, so I tried one,

"Eww," I spat it out immediately, scrunching my face at how awful it tasted.

I looked around the kitchenette and spotted ingredients I could work with. A ...