Renee
Renee opened her tent flap and surveyed the campsite while the smell of bacon and coffee filled her nostrils. A few of the others were milling about. Some even worked on the same patch of earth they had in the last two days while Damon did his disappearing act into his tent.
Well, she wasn't going to wait around for him. Sun glittered off a pick lying near the assemblage. Striding forward, Renee snatched up the tool. "Don't forget to put away your tools at night." She wiped the dew off the metal. "Mine's trying to rust now." Even though it wasn't her pick, she'd rather take the blame than point fingers. "Let's focus our efforts and get this area on the edge cleared out today."
Why Damon had each of them working in a different area on the grid, she didn't understand. It made more s
