“So?” Link asked me once we stood in front of the house. From the outside, it looked the same as any other house around. It had a small porch with a swing in the left corner and two chairs with a circular table on the other side. The columns from outside supporting the porch roof were as red and white as any other house around, but once you entered the porch, all you saw was natural wood, with no additional colors. I could still see the colored houses around, but Link pointed up, and I noticed the vine was growing from down and from up as well. Soon I knew the entire porch would be naturally covered by it, so the only thing I could see would be the view from the entrance in between columns and exactly in that direction were woods and no houses.
“Did you plan this?” I asked him, sitting on
