Just Around the Riverbend

Dusk was kind, decent. The type that mother would like to interact with. A corpulent skull dipped and in a greeting.
"Theseus Timber, a pleasure."
Baritones drawled, and when she asked if she could help me, I took a step forward - hope blossoming within the pit of my belly.
"Yes, actually…I wondered if you happen to know of Resin?"
When i was a boy, her last name was Timber, the same as my father. Who knows what happened after our separation.
"I remember her bright yellow eye, and…"
I wavered. It hurt my heart to talk about her. So I stopped, unsure how to speak any further. Golden eyes fell to the ground as I withdrew a long inhale to steady myself.