Barrow Fields Let's go back, back to the beginning

Kincaid wasn't sure if the woman wasn't making sense, or if he was just too dimwitted to understand what she was saying to him. Was it the rains that were destroying lives, or just bringing messages? Who had ever even heard of rain doing a thing like that?

But the male was shaken enough that he gave a reluctant nod. "Where will I find you? Here, or someplace else?" he asked.

And then, realizing he'd never introduced himself, "What do I call you, ma'am?"