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"Show up at five. Bring water. Don't whine."

"No, sir."

That got the foreman's attention. He chewed the end of his pen, scanning the kid from boots to cap. The boy stood with his weight forward, knuckles scabbed, jaw set. Not scared. Not cocky either. Just there , vibrating slightly, like a fence post the wind has just stopped shaking. ready rough and eager to please

And that was everything.

"Grab a shovel. The trench needs to be three feet deeper by lunch." "Show up at five

"Just my hands, sir. And my back."

Rough around every edge. Busted up in places that hadn't healed right. But God help him—so eager to please it hurt. Eager like a dog who's been kicked and still wags his tail when you say his name. Eager like a match against the strip: desperate to catch, desperate to burn, desperate to prove that the heat inside him has a purpose. He chewed the end of his pen, scanning