"A long time," she says, thinking back. "My parents put me in piano lessons when I was just a kid, maybe only five or six, and then I started messing around with my dad's old guitar when I wasn't much older than that." She's never had any official guitar lessons, they never could really afford it back then, not with her dad's drinking and the farm not making much money, but she doesn't say that. It doesn't matter what he used to do, her father changed and now he's gone and thinking bad thoughts about things long past doesn't make it any easier.

"Did you meet your girlfriend here?" she asks, looking around for someone who works in the store, someone who's willing to let them plug into some of the amps that are in the room with the guitars. She's never been in a music store quite this big and she's a little hesitant to touch anything without one of the people who work here. "Or did you know her before?" In Darrow, it seems like both are equally possible. She's got Daryl and Carl here with her from home, but she's met plenty of new people. Plenty of handsome people, too, she thinks, her cheeks burning a little as she thinks of Chuck.