Lucy touched the honey with the tip of her index finger. She then shut her eyes and brought the finger to her lips. All the summers of her childhood came flooding back. She tasted the faintest hint of cherry blossom, a dash of dandelion, clover, and strawberry, a whisper of honeysuckle, all the flavors clean and fresh as a June morning. Her wariness faded, and she felt as if all life’s secrets clung to her fingertip for a moment. The wave of heat roused her from her stupor. After less than three weeks since the last air conditioning repair, the cooling equipment had broken down again. Lucy thought she would not call the cooling corporation for repair if she had any dignity left. The honey stand had been more customers in the past week, but it was barely enough to cater for a new air conditioner. Instead of calling a cooling specialist, Lucy used the money to fix her laptop. That night she reached out to old contacts to get online jobs to pay for the mini-split air conditioner she wished to have. A quality air conditioner came at a heft price, but if the honey continued selling like it had been and got in a few hours in the online jobs, Lucy would be able to purchase HVAC equipment that was among the best in the cooling industry. Lucy knew these because, unlike most of her friends, she had taken the time to learn more about air conditioning from research and the cooling representative. At the same time, the rest, especially Brianna, only cared about the help with indoor comfort and not about the cooling system. By the end of two months, Lucy had enough money to pay the cooling tech and the unit.