Felicia

Me and Tara continued to walk down the shore to get back to the shelter at Turtle Beach. We got a little distracted with talking. By the time afternoon came, we ended up missing our destination. We went much further than we were supposed to and ended up at another location.

"I guess we got a little too carried away with talking because according to the map, we missed the shelter by a long shot," I said to Tara.

Me and Tara briefly observed the area around us. There were lots of trees and grass. It was a nice change from the desert scenery that we've been living through since we first got here.

"I have to say, Tara, this looks like a really nice place," I said. "Maybe we should make this spot our home."

Tara brushed her hand against the long grass, "I like it too, Ricky. It's also close to the water."

"Alright then, it's done!" I said. "Let's make this place our home."

"What do you want to call this place?" Tara asked. "I got to name Turtle Beach, so you get to choose the name this time."

While I was in deep thought trying to think of a name, I took a few moments to reflect upon the scenery, and then a name finally came to mind.

"I have a name," I told Tara. "Let's call this place, Felicia."

"Sounds good to me," Tara replied.

Me and Tara rested for a bit, and then we began to explore the area a little more thoroughly. We ended up coming across a cave.

"Look over there, it's a cave," I said to Tara. "It's probably in our best interest not to go inside though. At least not right now anyways."

Tara looked towards the cave, "I agree. Who knows what's crawling inside there."

We continued to explore the area, and we were fortunate to discover that this spot is populated with iron ore deposits.

"I think we've reached the jackpot, Tara," I said. "This place is loaded with iron ore deposits."

Tara placed her hand on the material that was sticking out of the ground, "This will be useful when you can figure out how to make iron weapons and proper armor."

"I'll figure it out, Tara. How hard could it possibly be?" I said as I laughed.

Tara gently shoved me, "We'll see about that, handyman!"

Well, it's nice that me and Tara found a place that we can call home in this world, but hopefully, we'll be able to find a way back to Willow Creek and be young again someday, but who knows. Until then, we just have to try and survive and live our lives.