With the weight of the asphalt in the backseat, Jimmy had trouble moving his car. It wasn't impossible, just difficult. He parked the car along the side of the road, then got out and grabbed the crowbar.
"Wait 'til my brother sees this," he said. But then he thought why tell anyone at all? It would just give people an invitation to steal it from him. And he didn't want that. No, he'd keep this a secret.
"Hey, what the hell happened to the road?" a man asked, looking at the glass road. Other people were also still trying to figure it out. Jimmy moved through the crowd and down the sidewalk, and all the way to ...
