When I was hired to clean at a local dance studio, I thought my prayers had been answered.

Not that cleaning is my ultimate goal in life, but I needed an after-hours job I could do a few days a week while I attended college. The schedule suited me perfectly as a night owl. A loner to my core, I had no problem working by myself.

In fact, I preferred it.

The studio manager explained the work to me: polish the endless mirrors in the upstairs and downstairs ballrooms. The activity was simple but time-consuming. I could use the stereo if I kept the music low. I could arrive any time I desired, as long as I was finished before the studio opened in the morning. Easy enough.

One night, I went into work well after midnight. I’d been out with friends earlier, and since I had my own key, I... Read More