Twelve
When the monkeys moved along, we did too. I couldn’t take my eyes off the canopy, hoping that more monkeys would approach. But we’d left them behind.
The walking group didn’t last very long. Jonas had struck up a conversation with one of the men, and they talked about an old military base further into the jungle.
“What do you think, Lila? Should we go explore the base?” Jonas asked.
“I’m in,” I said, and Eivind pumped his fist.
The crew of Eik and I separated from the group, waved goodbye, and walked deeper into the jungle.
We came upon a huge vine hanging from the canopy into the path. It was thicker than my wrist and barely had any leaves.
Eivind grabbed the vine and tested its strength. He looked at his brother, who grinned at him.
Launching himself as high as he could, E
