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Jake wiped the sweat from his forehead and stared down at the lake. He ached to strip off his clothes and jump into the chilly water. After his time overseas, he never thought he’d be hot again. The desert was a special sort of hell, but working outside in the summer was definitely not a cool job. The water looked more inviting every day.
“Got a minute?” he heard behind him.
Jake spun and smiled when he saw Victor walking toward him. “Always. What can I do for you, sir?”
Victor smiled and shook his head. “I thought I told you to call me Victor, not sir.”
Jake shrugged. “Habit.”
“I know. Anyway, I was wondering if you’d thought more about what you’re going to do after the summer.”
Jake ran a hand over his hair, absently thinking about how long it was getting. He shook his head. “I
