125. Settling in

Henrietta also used the ladder, even though she couldn't hold on to anything. Instead, she put her forearms through the holes and clung to the ladder, managing to get up and down that way, which was good because lowering and lifting her with a rope would take forever. Her parents watched the process, heartbroken each time, but they no longer complained to me.

When we came to the fallen church tower, where the corner of the mansion peeked out of the ground, I put Henry down. I asked the others to drag one of the destroyed cars over to the corner so that it would be hidden. It wasn't easy, but when my grandma helped as well, we managed. The car we chose was already destroyed and no more than a carcass, so it perfectly concealed the corner.