The other group pulled Kevin’s casket from the back of the other truck bed. “How the hell did you think of this?” “Ask my wife,” Mecca answered with a shrug. The sound of the casket being pried open pulled my attention from the cousins to watch them. They pulled Kevin’s body from the casket without a care in the world, stripped him, and then one of the men dragged him by his matted afro towards the cross. It took three of them holding his body against the cross as two of them wrapped barbed wire around his wrist, legs, and body to keep him in place. I had to remember to have Mecca pay them
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