Shit! Rebecca cursed as she finally succeeded in lifting the window into the dining room from the porch outside. The ages of dust, dirt, and grime seemed to wedge the window pane in place permanently and the screech of wood on metal on a decade of buildup echoed. But Rebecca needed to open the window because she misplaced her keys, tonight of all nights. And she misplaced her keys because for the first time in her young a...