On the first day the boy showed them a jar of pigs feet and joked that he would make them eat it. The youngest one counted police helicopters from the backseat of their car. That night they watched Princess Mononoke and the girl joked that 30 to 50 feral hogs would come chasing after them. They had sausage or bacon almost every day. Halfway through their trip, the youngest one had a dream, with flying pigs and pigs with superpowers. The next morning they awoke to find that the girl’s sister, or perhaps her father had produced in a giant stuffed pig from a long-forgotten playroom.
When they had gone to the farmer’s market, a busker with a ukulele had been playing a song all three agreed was theirs. The youngest one imagined that if this were a story, it would be too full of coincidences for anyone to read.
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