Mudminnow River How to move on

"Well thank you. I like your name too." And she meant it. It wasn't just something she was saying. She turned to face the stream, looking down at their reflections in the water. Looking thoughtful if not a little pensive. "Well...kind of."

"I never really had the best of luck here, before. Always struggled to fit in, to settle down someplace. And my family...I don't know where they are these days. It is just me." She pawed softly at the dirt, trying her best not to come off as emotional. If she got too deep into this topic, who knows how she'd come off. And she didn't need to pour all that onto a stranger. "I am hoping to stick around and make things work this time though." She added, a little more brightly.