1. Lily runs up and down the green field.
1b. I reach out to the tree for support as I clamber but then retract my hand in horror – something wet and clammy on the trunk, ick! When I look though, it is only jelly ear fungus – the largest amount I’ve ever seen on one tree.
2. Every now and then, a pair of eyes momentarily appear in the box’s narrow opening before disappearing into the darkness again. Then the doorbell rings and a whole head emerges to ask what’s going on.
3. The conversation meanders as all our discussions do but by the end, the only thing we agree on is how little we really know. I think.
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