If anyone had told Wilson yesterday that today he’d be getting a piggyback ride from Bigfoot, he would have laughed in their face. Yet here he was, arms wrapped around Bigfoot—Oliver’s—neck, legs around his waist, giggling like…well, like someone getting a piggyback ride from Bigfoot…as Oliver trudged through the woods surrounding the cabin.
That was a headline that wouldn’t happen: Bigfoot gives great piggyback rides! Much as Jerry would have kittens at the thought.
It was amazing how fast time could fly even when all conversations were one-sided. Although actually, Oliver was pretty good at conveying anything short of detailed explanations using non-verbal cues.
“What about werewolves? Are those real, too?”
That got a non-committal shrug, and a halt to their progression. Although tha
