“Looks like my stop is just ahead.”
“What? You want out, here, in a storm like this? I’ll be the first to admit I’m a crazy fool to be driving in this mess, but you’ve gotta be trying to kill yourself.”
“I’ll be fine. Besides, you’re going to be late enough getting to Winnipeg.”
The trucker shook his head. “Late or not, I don’t mind going a bit out of my way to get you out of this storm.”