The refrideration room had always fascinated Holly. Her father had filled the room with large jars of mysterious liquid. There were tubes connecting the jars to dials and switches. Holly wasn’t allowed into the room.
“It’s dangerous,” said Holly’s father. “Why don’t play in the sandbox?”
“Because Fluffy peed in it,” said Holly.
“That’s no reason to be poking around the refrideration room.”
Holly creeped down the stairs from her bedroom to the refrideration room later that night. She pushed the heavy door open. She saw what was in the jars. She saw what her daddy was refriderating. The jars were filled with frozen Hollies.