The sun had set and the only reason Jack could tell was because the sound of the forest outside had died down. He had spent most of his day scalping animal fur while you did some chores that he couldn’t do because of his lack of sight. But an hour ago, you stepped out and came back with a whole bunch of stuff. It confused him because he could smell a tree inside.

“Why is there a tree inside? You know they have ticks on them right?”

Jack would say as he would pick up another animal.