When they arrived, after howdies and hugs, I said, "I heard Daneshu got you a banjo just like mine."
"Yes," Jim replied. "It was a total surprise to me and I've already learned how to crab-it, even though I don't know how to tune it yet."
"Did you bring it with you?" I asked.
"Yes, and I hope you can show me how to tune it."
Then Daneshu says, "We have a gift for Nancy," as Jim opened up the back seat door to fetch it. "Jim custom made it for you."
"Oh my goodness," I said.
"Knowing how much you love flying pigs and that your favorite color is pink, Jim hand-crafted you a pink flying pig—that actually flaps its wings when the wind is blowing." Then Jim walked around their SUV and handed it to me. And the instant I saw it—I absolutely fell in love with it and could not quit thanking Jim for it.
Then Jim grabbed his banjo and the three of us went inside The Cabin, so I could give Jim a banjo lesson, while Tony hung up my pink, flying, wing flapping pig, on the front porch.