"TheLightin the Refrigerator" by Grace Keller

A perpetual light shines out from above those pristine white shelves, illuminating the tupperwares of leftovers and packages of strawberries, and bottles of milk, like a halo. Maybe as a child, you would open the door very quickly, trying to catch the inside of the refrigerator, when the light was still turned off. But that light was always on when you opened it, and the chilly air always stung your face if you stood in front of the agape door for too long. One day you opened the door, and the light wasn’t on. The inside of the refrigerator wasn’t cold.

The leftover stir fry from last night, put inside the refrigerator to keep cold, had become lukewarm in the stale air. Soon it will begin to rot and you will have to throw it away. Now you know, the light does turn off in the refrigerator.