Thomas McNulty was accustomed on Pentecost eve to kill a suckling pig and hang it and allow it slowly to bleed its blood into a bucket. Then on the holy Monday up stepped the wizard Rosalee and made her blood pudding. And Lige lit the wood fire in the yard and ran a long iron spike through the pig and then he stood there like a sentry turning the spit.
Like a picket against the burning of the meat.
This was a joyous day even for those that didn't have joy inside them.
from A Thousand Moons by Sebastian Barry (2020). Very Highly Recommended.
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