Starting a Fire

"You don't even know how to start a fire?" Nora hissed. Ava knew that the woman was already irritated. 

"Right…"

"Are you really from Alaska?"

"I wasn't born here if that's what you are asking. But I grew up here." Ava sat on a dead log and watched as Nora made the fire. "How about you?"

"I was born and raised here."

"Oh… must be nice right?"  Ava looked up. 

"What do you mean by that?"

"Well… it must be nice living in this paradise."

"Paradise?" Nora snorted. But didn't say the rest of things that she wanted to say. Instead, Ava felt a deep anger rising from the woman. Did that mean Nora hated this place?

Perhaps she wanted to go to the city?

After a few minutes of silence, Ava asked. "So… are you married?"

"No? Why would you asked that?"

"Just curious."

"My kind would never let me marry a human."

"Oh…"

"You are a human, right?" Nora asked. "But you know about Matthew and our kinds."