Breeze Under the Fridge

I scrambled down the drawer handles and hopped onto the linoleum floor! Down at the bottom of the tall white refrigerator, a rhythmic hum vibrated through the floorboards. I trotted over to inspect the dark, slotted base grille. When I pressed close, a steady puff of warm mechanical air ruffled my cap! I knelt down, gripped the sturdy plastic slats with both gloved hands, and peered into the shadowy chamber below. Tiny copper coils and a spinning black fan blades were whirring away like a hidden underground engine room. What a powerhouse tucked right into the kitchen floor!