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Caroline’s face blushed pink as Trace stared at her, waiting for another comeback.
I was about to end the discussion and bring us back to something more docile when the bell rang. On autopilot, the students shoved notebooks in their backpacks, hauled them over their shoulders, and made their way out the door. Caroline moved more slowly, her head down as she packed. Trace stood at his desk.
“Great debate, guys.” I crossed my arms over my chest. “One of the things I want you to gain from my class is how to think for yourselves. You two have proven that more than once.”
“But who would bemoreright?” asked Trace, his tilted smile returning as he stood and hauled his backpack over one shoulder.
“It would berighter, notmore right,” I corrected, but his eyes were on Caroline, totally uninterested in correct grammar.
“Please, Trace,” she said haughtily. “There isn’t one correct answer. Right, Ms. B?”
“Correct, Caroline. Sorry, Trace. Your charming smile can’t help you win this one.”
He chuckled as they both headed out the door. I followed to stand and watch the hall as Mr. Burke liked us to do. I couldn’t help smiling at Trace and Caroline walking side by side, chatting together. Trace’s head bent down to hear her as they headed to their next class.
“Don’t forget to buy your Homecoming tickets!” Lily called out to her kids as they left.
“Keep us updated with that pig sighting, Ms. Breaux,” said a hefty freshman walking out the door.
Lily appeared at her door a second later.
“What pig sighting?” I asked.
Lily’s entire face lit up as she practically leaped across the hall to me. “You haven’t seen it on Facebook?”
“No.”
She pulled her phone from the pocket of her dress. Lily mostly wore casual but pretty dresses to school. I could never manage that sort of effort. I’d have to regularly shave my legs, and yeah, that wasn’t going to happen. Unless I got a boyfriend.
Bennett’s face and mouth, and hands popped to mind.
“It started about a week ago.” Lily did a quick search on FB and pulled up a page. “Everyone’s been posting updates on Beauville’s town page. It’s hilarious.”
I was rarely on social media, let alone Beauville’s FB page.
She scrolled to the bottom and pointed. “Look. So someone first spotted him trotting along the coulee on Broken Arrow Highway.”
The picture showed a giant pink pig with black spots. Definitely belonged to a farmer. “Do they know who owns it?”
“Yeah. Mr. Guillory posted here.” She scrolled up, laughing a little as she said, “He posted a one-hundred-dollar reward for anyone who can trap her long enough for him to get there with a trailer.”
“How the hell is anyone going to keep that beast in one place? He’s got to be five hundred pounds.”
“Seven-hundred thirty-two. Mr. Guillory posted her stats.”
“Her?”
“Marigold. And she’s a wily girl. Every time someone spots her and calls the police, she’s disappeared by the time they get there.”
Lily showed me three more pics of Marigold walking across the parking lot of the Tractor Supply store, which was on Acadian Trail Road, then near a dumpster of McDonald’s in town, and finally walking across the parking lot of Broussard’s Fresh Market.
I instantly smiled, imagining Bennett trying to corral that giant pig long enough for authorities to get there.
“Hey. What are you two looking at?” Finn popped up next to me.
“The pig sighting around town,” Lily answered, showing him her screen.
“Oh, Marigold. Yeah. They’ll never catch her.”
