So, we went to town and I ran into the store. They shouted at me to stay with them, but I was dead set on proving them wrong.
I began to flirt with the cashier girl. I forget if I whistled or told her how pretty she was while purchasing my pack of gum.
When we went back home my cousins scolded me for talking to that white lady and said not to tell Uncle Moses, but then we heard a banging at the door.
We walked into the living room to find Uncle Moses being held by this big white guy while another one was walking toward us. They told me that they were the husband and brother-in-law of the girl I flirted with and that I had a lot of guts. Then, they invited to go in their truck with them, so I did.
I hopped in the back of their truck and we drove off. I looked back to see Uncle Moses looking worried by the door, but I thought I was going to be alright.
They brought me down by the river where they began to punch and kick me as hard as they could. My face became swollen and my body ached, so I gave up trying. They proceeded to kill me and then threw me into that very river.