“Oh, sure. And the more evil thing someone has done, the more meat they and their family eat, the stronger the stench becomes. You can even smell their malice. If you want to get to the truth, do what I say. Buy exactly two pounds and four ounces of meat every day and eat it for seven days straight. Then you’ll know what’s really going on.”
I looked at the butcher skeptically, doubting his words. That was because ever since I first started smelling this stench, I’d tried everything I could think of and not a single thing had worked.
Will his method work? Or was he using this bizarre story to sell more pork?
It seemed the butcher knew what I was thinking. He mysteriously raised the boning knife in his hand and assured me, “Young lady, I’ve been slaughtering pigs for over twenty years. I never lie in front of the knife. That’s the rule in this business. If I were to lie, this boning knife would turn against me and I’d suffer the agony of being cut to pieces.”