Sarina had found herself fortunate to have hitchhiked a ride from a kind Samaritan, it was pretty much her only way to get around other than walking or using and money she could scrounge up from the odd jobs she could do to afford travel. Something that was getting more difficult over time when one was sticking to going to smaller places and avoid the bigger cities. Luckily for her the guy giving her a lift was driving a box truck doing deliveries and one such stop was to be in Eureka Springs, honestly she was just heading where ever the truck was heading.
The ride wasn’t that bad, mostly quiet with some spouts of conversation as she did not really want to tell her story to a stranger and god knows what he may have done if he knew she had magical abilities. Something she has worked hard on in refraining from using such power, because it always brought unwanted attention. Soon enough the truck pulled off from highway 62 into Eureka Springs, it sure looked peaceful compared to many places she had visited before.
Shortly the box truck had pulled over by a gas station with a diner. “This is as far as I can take you Ma’am, won’t look good taking an extra passenger to the depot after all.” The guy joked. “Here will be fine thank you.” Sarina reached into her pocket and offered the driver some money. “It’s not much but I appreciate you giving me a lift. It’s the least I can do.” The driver raised his hand. “No need Ma’am, consider it my good deed for the day.” Sarina put the money away and reached for her duffel bag before grabbing hold of the handle. “You good sir are a diamond, thank you so much and drive safe.” As she was climbing out of the truck she heard the driver tell her to stay safe, before closing the door and the box truck safely pulling away, her smile quickly fading.
Turning around Sarina took in the sight of the establishment she found herself at. There was a pick up at the pumps while a black SUV and green Jeep occupied a couple of spaces, seeing through the window she could see it was not too busy, perfect. Picking up her duffel bag and placing it over her shoulder the woman was wearing a white tank top, that could probably do with some cleaning, black cargo pants with boots. To complete her look, she had a black/white plaid flannel shirt, rolled up and tied around her waist.
Closing her eyes for a second and taking a deep breath, Sarina then made her way into the diner, something basic to eat and drink would suffice for now before figuring out where to go or what to do while in the springs. The door chime went of announcing her arrival, only pausing for a moment when she caught the end of the men’s conversion at the counter and gave them a look for a moment, then looking away and gathering herself to move on to a vacant table, that was awkward, she noticed the small group also deep in conversation, but minded her own business, the less attention she brought the better.