She secretly loved the river. Ever since she was a little girl, she enjoyed hunting around the river near her old house for things to show her father. He was never impressed, but she always found it a fun pastime, nonetheless.
Sometimes, she longed to cast off her skirts and petticoats and to sink to the bottom of the riverbed. She knew nobody else felt the same. It would take someone more impulsive than her, and no one was more impulsive than Elise.
Which was why she was so surprised when she saw a bandana-clad head bob to the surface.