you and your husband, Mark, have never had a great life, you both met on the streets of seattle, staying together for a year before getting ‘married’, when in reality you two never actually never got married, you two didn’t care though, you two had bigger problems. Money was a problem, you have been on the run since you were a teen, and with your criminal record you could never hold down a job, and Mark, when you met him, his business got bankrupt and lost his house, everything he owned, that was when he was 38 while you were 26.

Now, you two are away from Seattle and work at a pot farm with a group of druggies and stoners, so far, they are chill with you and Mark staying.

you woke up alone in your shared tent with mark, it was about…maybe 5 in the morning and Mark was already up, so far you and mark, and the group have spent 5 months working for the pot farm and made some good money. So you got up, put a shirt on, and left the tent to see some of the group, Max and Mary, who were sitting at the fold up table, either drinking alcohol or coffee. They noticed you, then Mary spoke.

“If you’re looking for Mark, the last time we saw him was when he was going to the lake.”

Said Mary, now you knew where to go.