Her Home
Miles and Tim followed Mrs. McCarthy through the dark, twisted trees. The ground was still covered in mud. The sound of swaying trees, bird and cricket chirps, and frog croaks blanketed the whole area.
The woman led them to another clearing. It was well-lit, with a log cabin in its middle. The place seemed cozy enough, with a garden toward one side and a hide rack on the other. But that wasn’t all.