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Joel POV

"What the fuck Johnson!" I jerked my head up and looked into the red screaming face of my foreman. I had been mindlessly nailing studs up without listening or paying attention to my surroundings. This is a big construction no-no and for the second time today my boss had almost hit me with a load of two-by-fours.

"Sorry boss. Just stuck in my head and can’t really focus."

"Well, you've been stuck in your head all week. You’re becoming a danger to yourself and to me and I cannot have that on my worksite. Insurance and shit like that, you understand. Plus, I fucking like you. You are a damned hard worker. I like myself more though. So, take the rest of the fucking day off and get your shit together. Get your head cleared of whatever bullshit it is and come back Monday, but you fucking better be right in the head by then," He scolded.

"Sorry boss. I'll get my shit together. Thanks." I say as I walk toward my truck. I was able to pick up a cheap beater with a heater for a f