The sun was already beating down when they arrived at the former field. The land was open but full of dry weeds and thorny bushes. A few small trees grew wildly at the western end, and in the center was a huge root sticking out of the ground like a giant trunk.
Adora took off her grungy jacket and tied her hair up high. "Let's clean it up from here," she said, pointing to the center. "When the afternoon is free, we can make a simple hut out of branches and leaves."
Bella rolled up her sleeves. "I'll take the east side. A lot of weeds grow densely there."
"I'll help Adora in the center," Layla said. "But seriously, all we have is this little knife and a piece of wood?"
"If you had a home, now would be a good time to talk," Adora joked with a tired smile.
They set to work. Tall weeds we
