Kintla Flatlands with my boombox over my shoulder

Her brow furrowed as she considered, both words sounding foreign. "Gardiner, Montana. Is that a pack?" After a moment she added, "I've never heard of it." Perhaps Montana was a place like Teekon, Gardiner the name of a pack. She doubted she'd ever range far enough to get to a place that sounded as foreign as that, but information was valuable all the same.