Phoenix Maplewood the night begun to shine

Although he found the woman to be quite abrasive, there was something about her that elicited a certain amount of sympathy. She seemed - lonely, for one thing. But deeper than that. Something King didn't have the experience to understand.

"I am," he answered, deciding to keep things simple for the stranger. But then, manners caught up with him, and he had to introduce himself. "My name's King. What's yours?"

And what are you doing here all on your own?