“This is the worst possible job we could’ve gotten” Walter said, lighting a cigarette.

“Maybe you should be doing the job instead of smoking.” Patterson rolled his eyes while snatching the lighter from his coworker.

“Oh, you want a light? All you had to do was ask.” Walter joked.

“Hey, boys! Can you help me over here.” a man yelled to the pair. “my shovels stuck.”

“A shovel? For this? What makes you think that’ll work.” Walter chuckled.

“Exactly, mate, this thing is huge.”

“We can’t get bulldozers out here until the ice and snow melts a bit. We have to work with what we have.” The man responded. Walter sighed at the man’s efforts, but helped him pull the shovel from the ice.

“Can’t we just wait for the ice and stuff to melt? I mean whats the point of this.”

“Did you forget this place was packed with people? Is your brain really fighting that hard to survive?” Patterson retorted.

“Ah, quit your yapping.” The other man said grumpily.

Walter put his hands up in surrender while walking backwards until he tripped on something.

Patterson started laughing at Walter’s foolishness until his smile faded.

“What? What is it?”

Patterson grabbed a nearby shovel and started digging.

Walter looked in front of him and quickly scrambled to his feet. “A hand.”

The three men worked together and pull the body from the mountain of snow. When they yanked the person out, Walter immediately recognized her.

Patterson saw the color drain from his friend’s normally rosy cheeks, “Do you know this girl?”

Walter’s eyes filled with tears as he dropped to his knees and hugged the lifeless body. “shes my sister” he whispered through his tears.