[Livy]
Ben gave the two littlest kids each a bat and told them they could hit the chained men as much and as hard as they wanted. We weren’t going to force the kids into violence. This was just so they could have the chance at some sort of feeling of justice.
The children cautiously made their way up. The other kids cheered them on. I could see the little bats shaking in their tiny hands. They couldn’t have been more than five or six.
As they neared the chained men, Young stopped glaring and me and turned his attention to the kids. He snarled and lunged at them. They yelped and ran back to the group, hiding behind a couple of teens.
“You think that’s going to get you out of this part of your beating?” I scoffed. “The older kids aren’t as afraid of you as they are pissed at you.”
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