O'may Navier

9. Etched in Wood

Another day has passed, and Fumy had been working tirelessly on the tree house since yesterday. She was determined to make it perfect for Len's upcoming birthday. Fumy had been feeling very down lately due to the recent tragedy of Sasa and Addie's passing. Although Fumy had only met them once, the sadness lingered, and she couldn't help but wonder if her arrival had brought bad luck. However, Fumy knew she couldn't dwell on those thoughts and decided to pour all her energy into the tree house. It was a welcome distraction from the grief she was experiencing. Fumy wanted to make Len's birthday special, and she felt that building the tree house was the best way to do that. She meticulously worked on every detail until it was perfect. Even though the sadness still weighed on her, Fumy found solace in knowing that she was creating something beautiful for Len.

Len had told her that she was busy visiting Remi during these weeks, but Fumy didn't mind. She enjoyed having some much-needed time to herself and the tranquility of her surroundings. The jungle trees rustled softly and a gentle breeze blew through the air, carrying the scent of jasmine with it. It was a perfect summer day, perfect for building the tree house.

Fumy was surrounded by a lush jungle. The tall trees swayed gently in the warm breeze, their leaves rustling softly. The air was thick with the smells of damp earth and green foliage, mixed with the scent of sawdust from Fumy's work. The sun was setting, casting a warm and golden glow over the jungle canopy.

Fumy had chosen a location far away from Len's cave home for the tree house. It was located in the heart of the jungle, surrounded by tall bamboos and thick foliage. It was an idyllic and secluded spot, the perfect place for a secret treehouse. As she worked, Fumy was grateful for the peaceful sounds of the jungle - the calls of exotic birds and the chirping of crickets. It was a reminder that nature was all around her, and that she was a part of it.

As she worked on the tree house, Fumy carefully selected the spruce wood planks, making sure they were straight and sturdy. With each hammer blow, she felt a sense of accomplishment. It was important for her to create something that not only looked good, but was safe and comfortable for Len. Fumy had been planning the tree house for weeks, and the anticipation of surprising her with something she knew Len would love was a thrilling feeling.

Fumy had decided to keep the construction of the tree house a secret from Len, which made the whole process even more exciting. She couldn't wait to see Len's face when she saw the tree house. Fumy had imagined Len's reaction many times already, picturing her best friend's eyes wide with surprise and delight as she saw the finished product.

The sun was high in the sky when Fumy started, and before she knew it, the day had flown by. It was late in the afternoon when she finally stepped back to survey her handiwork. It was unfinished, nothing fancy, but she was proud of it. It was a place where Len could escape and feel like she was on top of the world.

As Fumy stepped back to admire her work, a feeling of exhaustion washed over her. She was tired and a little bit sore, but it was worth it. She couldn't wait to see the look on Len's face when she saw the tree house.

"Ahh.. It's already looking good so far!" exclaimed Fumy in satisfaction.

Fumy let out a yawn and stretched her back, feeling the pull of her muscles. She had been working hard on the tree house all day yesterday and had made good progress. Fumy was excited to continue her work today and make even more progress. She looked up at the unfinished tree house and felt a sense of pride and determination.

As she climbed up the ladder to the tree house, Fumy couldn't help but think about the little lie she had told. She had told Agent Pig that she was staying at Len's and had told Len that she was staying with Agent Pig. Fumy was an excellent liar and had no problem keeping up appearances.