Why, oh, why, Debbie wondered, did she have to give up her carefree summer to slave as a junior hostess in a rustic summer hotel?

The hours were horrendous. Her feet were killing her. The lake was too cold for swimming. She was definitely not a country girl, or so she told Tom, her friendly co-worker.

Had he known all along what she had only suspected: that it was high time she left the family nest, that she needed to explore and discover, and that it was just possible that she liked him more than a little?