They strung Malcom up by his ankles, splitting his legs apart.
Zeke squatted and grabbed Malcom by the hair, lifting his face up.
"Mama gonna have some real fun carving you up."
Zeke stood back up, looking at Earl who was jumping up and down singing, "We gonna eat good tonight"
"Earl shut the hell up and come on." Zeke said pulling his younger brother by his ear.
"Ow..Ow...Ow,quit Zeke...I be good."
Zeke swung Earl ahead of him and kicked him in the seat of his pants.
"Go git some firewood, you no good for nothin."
Earl whimpered and ran outta the cave.

Malcom opened his left eye barely,his face felt like a mac truck hit it.
He tried to gather the strength to pull himself up, but he was drained from the beating he took earlier.
"God, I aint never asked for anything...I'm asking now, help me out of this, and I swear I'll do the right thing."