They’d made it to the middle of the lake. If everything went smoothly, they’d be on the other side in about thirty minutes.
Lucie was already prepping—she dug out a box for collecting pigments, slipped on her gloves, and got her tools ready.
Elio shot her a curious look. “Lucie, what are you up to?”
“Nothing,” she replied, totally casual.
***
Half an hour later, they reached the opposite shore. Climbing out of the kayak, Lucie headed straight for a patch of woods, like she’d done this a hundred times before.
Elio trailed after her, swatting at the swarm of mosquitoes buzzing around his arms. “Wow, Lucie, there are so many bugs out here!”
Lucie handed him a bottle of bug spray. “You can just wait for me by the lake. I can do this alone.”
“No way. What if something happens?” Elio insisted, sticking close.
They walked another ten minutes or so, finally ducking into a dense thicket. Lucie made a beeline for a rotting tree, took out a small axe, and pried open a big knot on the trunk.
Inside, a cluster of peanut-sized insects wriggled around.
Lucie grabbed her tweezers and started picking them out one by one, dropping each into a glass jar. Once they shed their shells, she could grind them up for a rare, natural pigment.
“Ew, come on—”
“Seriously?!” Elio only took a quick glance before his scalp started tingling. He shrank behind a tree, shaking like a leaf, refusing to get any closer. He was fearless when it came to most things. Tigers? He’d stand his ground. But if someone put a caterpillar on him, he’d be traumatized for days.
“This is so gross. Lucie, why are you collecting all these bugs? Seriously, it’s disgusting!”
Lucie didn’t bother answering, just kept working, quick and focused. The jar filled up fast.
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