"Family?" He raised a brow as he threw the hook into the water again.

"Yeah, family" she gazed at his blank face.

"I have none, I was raised in a foster home," he said carefully.

"Oh, I'm sorry for asking, I thought maybe you have your parents and siblings and all in Badlands or somewhere else," she said sadly.

"You don't have to say sorry, I would have asked if I was in your shoes." He grinned, "tell me about yours,"

"For a guy who reads the papers and follows my page, aren't you supposed to know them by details," she said picking up small stones.

"There is a big...