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Sampson stole your bat?” asked Sheriff Damon.
    “Yes sir.”
    “Why didn’t you tell me on Saturday?” asked Melvin in a raised tone that Jimmy knew all to well to know his paw was pissed.
    “I was afraid.”
    “Afraid?  Afraid of what?”
    Jimmy paused for a few seconds and knew he had to continue with his lie.  “Afraid that Joey Sampson’s paw would kill me.”
    “Why?” asked Sheriff Damon.
    “Because I saw Joey Sampson’s paw beat that man with my baseball bat.  He beat him because that man was naked with that colored girl,” said Jimmy then he silently prayed the two would believe his story.
    Sheriff Damon looked at Melvin.  “Sounds like what happened.  That colored girl was Gale Washington.  She lived on the same street as Sammy Sampson.   Never did like him.  One of those uppity colored folk.”
    “Yep.  Another of our uppity colored folk,” said Melvin.
    “Well have to take care of this sad situation,” said Sheriff Damon while he looked at Melvin.
    “Yep.  I’ll call a meeting for later tonight,” said Melvin then he took a little swig of his Moonshine.
    “Call me when you get things arranged,” replied Sheriff Damon then he walked off the porch and headed back to his squad car.
    Melvin looked down at Jimmy.  “Get to your room,” he said and looked pissed.
    Jimmy knew what was going to happen next.  “Yes sir,” he said then walked away.
    Jimmy walked down the hallway and went into his bedroom.  He stood there and waited by his bed.
    Melvin entered and placed his Mason jar of Moonshine on the floor.  He removed his belt off his pants.  “Drop your drawers, boy,” he snarled out while he had his belt in a loop in his right hand.
    Jimmy removed his blue jeans and lowered them down to his ankles.  He lowered his white boxers down to his ankles.  He bent over on his bed.
    “Don’t you ever let some dumb fucking colored man make you scared,” yelled Melvin then he swung his belt and it cracked against the white bare cheeks of Jimmy’s ass.
    Jimmy cringed over the pain of his paw’s belt hitting his bare ass cheeks. 
    “Never,” yelled out Melvin while he gave Jimmy’s ass cheeks another whack with his belt.
    Jimmy cringed and fought off from crying over a beating by his paw.  He learned a long time ago that crying would make the beating last longer.
    After three more cracks of Melvin’s belt against Jimmy’s bare ass he stopped and placed his belt back on his pants.
    Melvin was quiet while he picked up his Mason jar and left Jimmy’s bedroom.
    Jimmy fought hard not to cry while he pulled up his boxers and then his blue jeans.  He smiled knowing that he got away with killing a human being.  So this beating from his father would be nothing compared if they believed Joey’s story.
    Elizabeth was in the kitchen preparing fried chicken and mashed potatoes for dinner.  She heard the crack of Melvin’s belt hitting Jimmy’s bare ass cheeks.  She hated it when Melvin beat the boys with the belt.  After all, that was the way Melvin was raised by Gus Nalla and he figured it made him a better man. 
    Melvin walked into the kitchen with his Mason jar of Moonshine still in his hand.  He was still pissed with Jimmy while he took a swig of Moonshine.
    “Mel, Jimmy was scared.  You can’t fault him for that,” she said.
    Melvin glared at Elizabeth and hated it when she tried to tell him that just maybe he was wrong with punishing the boys.  He smacked her across her face.  “Shut the fuck up and do you job of getting dinner ready,” he yelled at her then stormed out of the kitchen.
    Elizabeth’s eyes welled up and hated it when Melvin hit her.  She was at the point where she started to figure out a way to leave this abusive relationship.
    She returned to finishing dinner.
     
    Two days later and it was two that Friday morning with a full Moon.
    Deputy Hughes checked out Sammy Sampson’s shack in the darkness.  He found a baseball bat stashed under the