The kids in the neighborhood called them "The Fields", but it wasn't just fields; there were trees and creeks and even small hills. It was Joelle's favorite place to play, with or without anyone else. Although it was against her parents' wishes, she would often go out to The Fields to play alone, exploring, spying, listening, imagining, building. While there were many improvised "forts" in the woods, they were group activities. Joelle was proud to be building one of her own, and she called it her home base. It was from this base that she intended to do further exploring.
To a nine year old, The Fields were huge, quite possibly never-ending. Joelle wouldn't connect the fact that they lived on an island with the idea that the woods could not possibly go on forever when there was a river surrounding their town until she was ten, and by then, she had discovered a secret about The Fields no one else knew.
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