Jasper

The rain is coming down in sheets as the group of us sit in my truck, taking our morning break. 

Weston groans. "This is when I hate working outside. This and when it's so fucking cold. People don't pay any attention to us, and I fear for my life."

One of our new guys, Peyton, gives him a glare. "Thanks, I wasn't fearing for my life until now."

The walkie talkie system we use to communicate with our other crews up and down the highway ...