She stared into the water, her reflection the only thing looking back at her. She dipped her fingers into the cool wetness and traced the outline of her face. With her other hand her fingers combed through her long brown tresses.
She sighed deeply, then arose and walked into the nearest house, but not before he had noticed the tears glistening in her eyes.
Why was she so sad? What terrible hand had life dealt her and could someone like him ease her pain?