Beyond Lies The Wub [Paperback]

The wub stood sagging, its great body settling slowly. It was sitting down, its eyes half shut. A few flies buzzed about its flank, and it switched its tail.

It sat. There was silence.

It's a wub, Peterson said. I got it from a native for fifty cents. He said it was a very unusual animal. Very respected.

This? It's a pig! A huge dirty pig!

Yes sir, it's a pig. The natives call it a wub.

A huge pig. It must weigh four hundred pounds. Franco grabbed a tuft of the rough hair. The wub gasped. Its eyes opened, small and moist. Then its great mouth twitched. A tear rolled down the wub's cheek and splashed on the floor.

Maybe it's good to eat, Peterson said nervously.

We'll soon find out, Franco said.