Yet again, the van accelerated to match the girls’ speed. The driver said, “Piglets, don’t you run away from us. Mr. Wolf and Uncle Oinks, we’re close friends. We work at the barn together and we want to take you back home with us. We want to take care of you. I certainly don’t want to eat you, you hear me? Hmm? Okay, okay… maybe we want a little taste. Just one bite for me, one bite for Uncle Oinks. How’s that sound?” He howled like a wolf while Uncle Oinks continued to oink. He said, “Come on, let’s have some fun.” Brooke yelled, “Stay away from us, you freaks!”
