Weston
"Do you have any idea why she came back, and why she chose now?"
I look over at Jasper and shake my head. It seems as if they've all asked me some version of this question, and I still don't have an answer. "No, she still hasn't told me why she's here. I almost don't want to ask her because I'm afraid it's going to piss me off."
"That's understandable," he grunts as he moves the traffic barrel. We're on a road project today that requires setting up and moving barrels for probably the next four hours. At least we'll stay warm.