The guys lasted exactly forty-three minutes before deciding the jungle needed to die.
Personally? I thought they were very optimistic... given everything.
We currently had a jungle in our front yard, and this wasn't one of those things that was just going to disappear through intentions alone.
I sat on the front steps eating barbecue chips while watching Chenghai hack through a thin vine the width of my finger with a chef's knife he found somewhere in the kitchen. The blade sliced clean through the plant, sending green liquid splattering across the driveway.
And for about three seconds, it looked like he had accomplished something.
Then the cut end split in half.
Two new vines immediately started growing from the severed section.
Chenghai stared at them in horror, but that didn't stop the vines. If anything they seemed to enjoy his disbelief, growing even faster and even waving at him as they did it.
