The Weight of Salt and Iron: A Story of the Broken Modern Highway
CHAPTER 1: THE FRICTION OF THE PUMP LANE The red bill of the kid’s cap blocked out the fluorescent light, casting a sharp, triangular shadow across Frank’s chest. The air smelled of low-grade regular unleaded and cold, stagnant ditch water from the state route just fifty feet away. “You didn’t hear me, old man,” the…
