hree…year veteran of the state penitentiary at Parchm^an。 Possession； with intent to sell。 He was a lean； tough little punk who had survived prison by somehow maintaining a ready supply of drugs th^at he sold and sometimes gave to the blacks and the guards for protection。 In the year since his release he had continued to prosper； and his small…time narcotics business had elevated him to the position of one of the more affluent rednecks in Ford County。 He was a businessman； with employees； obligations； deals； everything but taxes。 Down at the Ford place in Clanton he was known as the last man in recent history to pay cash for a new pickup truck。 Sixteen thousand cash； for a custom…built； four…wheel drive； canary yellow； luxury Ford pickup。 The fancy chrome wheels and mudgrip racing tires had been received in a business deal。 The rebel flag hanging across the rear window had been stolen by Cobb from a drunken fraternity boy at an Ole Miss football game。 The pickup was Billy Ray's most prized possession。 He sat on the tailgate drinking a beer； smoking a joint； watching his friend Willard take his turn with the black girl。
Willard was four years older and a dozen years slower。 He was generally a harmless sort who had never been in serious trouble and had never been seriously employed。 Maybe an occasional fight with a night in jail； but nothing that would distinguish him。 He called himself a pulpwood cutter； but a bad back customarily kept him out of the woods。 He had hurt his back working on an offshore rig somewhere in the Gulf； and the oil pany paid him a nice settlement； which he lost when his ex…wife cleaned him out。 His primary vocation was that of a part…time employee of Billy Ray Cobb； who didn't pay much but was liberal with his dope。 For the first time in years Willard could always get his hands on something。 And he always needed something。 He'd been that way since he hurt his back。
She was ten； and small for her age。 She lay on her
elbows； which were stuck and bound together with yellow nylon rope。 Her legs were spread grotesquely with the right foot tied tight to an oak sapling and the left to a rotting； leaning post of a long…neglected fence。 The ski rope had cut into her ankles and the blood ran down her legs。 Her face was bloody and swollen； with one eye bulging and closed and the other eye half open so she could see the other white man sitting on the truck。 She did not look at the man on top of her。 He was breathing hard and sweating and cursing。 He was hurting her。
When he finished； he slapped her and laughed； and the other man laughed in return； then they laughed harder and rolled around the grass by the truck like two crazy men； screaming and laughing。 She turned away from them and cried softly； careful to keep herself quiet。 She had been slapped earlier for crying and screaming。 They promised to kill her if she didn't keep quiet。
They grew tired of laughing and pulled themselves onto the tailgate； where Willard cleaned himself with the little nigger's shirt； which by now was soaked with blood and sweat。 Cobb handed him a cold beer from the cooler and mented on the humidity。 They watched her as she sobbed and made strange； quiet sounds； then became still。 Cobb's beer was half empty； and it was not cold anymore。 He threw it at the girl。 It hit her in the stomach； splashing white foam； and it rolled off in the dirt near some other cans； all of which had originated from the same cooler。 For two six…packs now they had thrown their half…empty cans at her and laughed。 Willard had trouble with the target； but Cobb was fairly accurate。 They were not ones to waste beer； but the heavier cans could be felt better and it was great fun to watch the foam shoot everywhere。
The warm beer mixed with the dark blood and ran down her face and neck into a puddle behind her head。 She did not move。
Willard asked Cobb if he thought she was dead。 Cobb opened another beer and explained that she was not dead because niggers generally could not be killed by kicking and beating and raping。 It took much more； something like a knife or a gun or a rope to dispose of a nigger。 Although he had never taken part in such a killing； he had lived with a
bunch of niggers in prison and knew all about them。 They were always killing each other； and they always used a weapon of some sort。 Those who were just beaten and raped never died。 Some of the whites were beaten and raped； and some of them died。 But none of the niggers。 Their heads were harder。 Willard seemed satisfied。
Willard asked what he planned to do now that they were through with her。 Cobb sucked on his joint； chased it with beer； and said he wasn't through。 He bounced from the tailgate and staggered across the small clearing to where she was tied。 He cursed her and screamed at her to wake up； then he poured cold beer in her face； laughing like a crazy man。
She watched him as he walked around the tree on her right side； and she stared at him as he stared between her legs。 When he lowered his pants she turned to the left and closed her eyes。 He was hurting her again。
She looked out through the woods and saw something …a man running wildly through the vines and underbrush。 It was her daddy； yelling and pointing at her and ing desperately to save her。 She cried out for him； and he disappeared。 She fell asleep。
When she awoke one of the men was lying under the tailgate； the other under a tree。 They were asleep。 Her arms and legs were numb。 The blood and beer and urine had mixed with the dirt underneath her to form a sticky paste that glued her small body to the ground and crackled when she moved and wiggled。 Escape； she thought； but her mightiest efforts moved her only a few inches to the right。 Her feet were tied so high her buttocks barely touched the ground。 Her legs and arms were so deadened they refused to move。
She searched the woods for her daddy and quietly called his name。 She waited； then slept again。
When she awoke the second time they were up and moving around。 The tall one staggered to her with a small knife。 He grabbed her left ankle and sawed furiously on the rope until it gave way。 Then he freed the right leg； and she curled into a fetal position with her back to them。
Cobb strung a length of quarter…inch ski rope over a
limb and tied a loop in one end with a slip knot。 He grabbed her and put the noose around her head； then walked across the clearing with the other end of the rope and sat on the tailgate； where Willard was smoking a fresh joint and grinning at Cobb for what he was about to do。 Cobb pulled the rope tight； then gave a vicious yank； bouncing the little nude body along the ground and stopping it directly under the limb。 She gagged and coughed； so he kindly loosened the rope to spare her a few more minutes。 He tied the rope to the bumper and opened another beer。
They sat on the tailgate drinking； smoking； and staring at her。 They had been at the lake most of the day； where Cobb had a friend with a boat and some extra girls who were supposed to be easy but turned out to be untouchable。 Cobb had been generous with his drugs and beer； but the girls did not reciprocate。 Frustrated； they left the lake and were driving to no place in particular when they happened across the girl。 She was walking along a gravel road with a sack of groceries when Willard nailed her in the back of the head with a beer can。
〃You gonna do it？〃 asked Willard； his eyes red and glazed。
Cobb hesitated。 〃Naw； I'll let you do it。 It was your idea。〃
Willard took a drag on his joint； then spit and said； 〃Wasn't my idea。 You're the expert on killin' niggers。 Do it。〃
Cobb untied the rope from the bumper and pulled it tight。 It peeled bark from the limb and sprinkled fine bits of elm around the girl； who was watching them carefully now。 She coughed。
Suddenly； she heard something…like a car with loud pipes。 The two men turned quickly and looked down the dirt road to the highway in the distance。 They cursed and scrambled around； one slamming the tailgate and the other running toward her。 He tripped and landed near her。 They cursed each other while they grabbed her； removed the rope from her neck； dragged her to the pickup and threw her over the tailgate