In Summertime It's Tuffy — Judie Angell

There she was, “Tuffy,” hiding flat on the floor under the enemy's bed. And there he was, the enemy himself -- Uncle Otto, the camp's Head Counselor -- sitting down on the bed right above her.

The bulge that was Uncle Otto came to a halt one inch from Tuffy's left knee. The risk was worth it, though. All the girls in camp Ma-Sha-Na's Bunk Ten agreed; Uncle Otto deserved what he was going to get.

That's why Tuffy -- with help from her friend Iris -- had sneaked into Otto's cabin to search for a tee-shirt and some stray hairs from his hairbrush. Because Iris, who knew all about magic and the black arts, told them they needed such personal stuff to make a genuine voodoo doll…