Bramblepoint clandestine meetings & longing stares

That was no sunrise, he agreed. Whatever it was, it was unlike anything Draper had ever seen. Not that he claimed to have seen it all. He was still young (or at least in his prime), and there was plenty more in this world he did not know. What he did know right now was that he had no plans to return to Firefly Glen. It was much too close to whatever that light had been, and some deep innate fear would keep him away.

But hey, this lady seemed nice, so maybe he could pester her instead of Charles. And maybe Charles would show up in his life again someday.

I’m Draper, by the way. Are you from around here? he asked. She wasn’t chasing him off (yet), so he assumed it was cool to keep chatting.