Disaster struck on Highway 80, through the hot flat part part of northern Nevada. The air conditioner on the bus marked ‘Summer School USA’ started to wheeze, choked twice and died. All thirty-three of the kids felt the summer heat start to seep in and started complaining in shrill voices.

Bona Bona, the stocky woman who drove the bus, sighed a mournful sigh, and muttering in polish, pulled off to the side of the road.

As soon as she was gone, four of the kids started whispering while keeping a lookout for listeners.

“Nice job on the air conditioning, Ricky.” Sarah said, voice heavy with sarcasm. “We’re going to boil alive!”

“Look we had to stop the bus and I didn’t want to be stranded out here- then we’d die for sure!” Rick said defensively.

“Quiet you two! Mrs. Bone is going to be busy for a little while and we need to get to that rock over there.” Gerry pointed out the window to a rock on the top of a long flat mound in the distance.

“Alright,” Tom said, “it’s time for Operation Bathroom Break.”