Janey could barely focus at work. Luckily, she wasn’t working with any groups today—those usually happened on the weekends, when the lodge was fully booked. She worked in her office on the main floor of the lodge, tucked behind the reception desk.
Music filtered into the room from the speakers set into the ceiling, and the whole place smelled like pine trees. But she couldn’t focus on the report she was supposed to be reading about the reintroduction of the char that had once been native to the lake just a few hundred yards from the lodge.
“Heya.”
Janey yelped and spun from her desk to find Maya standing in the doorway. “Oh.” She pressed her palm against her heartbeat. “You scared me.”
Maya giggled and bounced into the office. She sat down in the chair opposite of Janey, her black, cur
