Reflective Jacket

Jerry took long walks on the county roads around his house. He wore a reflective jacket, much like something a highway construction worker might wear. The jacket was not something he would have purchased himself, as he was not afraid of the occasional car, van, or truck zooming by fifty or sixty miles per hour faster than he was moving. But Melinda was afraid, or rather quite terrified. She had bought him the jacket thinking it might keep him from the dangerous walks, but he shrugged and wore it, even when it was ninety degrees in the summer.