The squealing of hogs was enough to make his ears bleed. He’d driven all night...Rig’s Full’O Pigs. He liked the sound of that. What he didn’t like the sound of was 130 decibels, second only to the roar of a jet engine, bouncing around inside his brain. He needed a cup of coffee. He’d take a break at the next rest stop. Get out and stretch his legs and give his ears a rest. Else he might drive this bitch right off the bridge, pigs and all. Leave em Achin’ for Some Bacon. He liked the sound of that.
By Lisa H. Owens
Just 100 Words
100 Word Stories - September 2021 Photo Prompt
Published December 27, 2021 on www.100wordstory.org
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