Silver Creek there were three men came out of the west

She had spent the past four months getting to know her biological father. Brook was still getting to know him, in all honesty. He cared for her; she knew that much. It was that thought that had kept her with him, and it was that thought that brought her to this moment. She had gone through so much, and there was a point when she had considered ending things, but her father had saved her from that. Brook had told no one of her darkest thoughts, thinking it best that she kept them to herself. It was better that way, and she was teetering on the edge of feeling better these days.

When he commented on the beauty of the landscape, she looked up to observe it, then nodded. There was a hint of a smile on her face, even, which was more than she could have mustered even a month ago. It was progress.

Somebody approached, and Brook stopped in her tracks, blinking at a snowflake that landed on her eyelash. For this encounter, she deferred to Aditya, and she cast him a sideways glance to see how he would want to approach it.