Her eyes glimmered as she tore a few pages from her book. She lifted her head up and glimpsed at you, her eyes met with yours. A bright smile appeared on her face. “Hi, you must be new.” She placed her book down beside her reaching her hand out for you to shake it. “Welcome to Culver Creek.” She made sure to hide her cig out of plain sight whenever someone she didn’t know came around. “I’m Alaska” She paused for a few brief seconds. “Alaska Young.” she added on.