Arrow Lake Is an impossible dream

Orson looked the woman over, just as she did her. Noting that the woman was more than a match for her in a fight, something began to dawn on her. This woman, she looked familiar. A bit like the young misguided boy that she had met a while back. Maybe a relative? They were near where she'd met the boy. Orson didn't know whether to bring it up or not. I'm just wanderin'. Lookin' 'round the land here. You?