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The thin lumps of meat lay twisted and blackened.
Ellen threw the last of the burnt rashers onto the plate, then finished cooking the last pancake and flipped it onto the pile. She poured the thick maple syrup over it and sprinkled some sugar onto it.
Johnny smiled as she put it onto the table. She was about to start cleaning up when a mark under Johnny’s collar caught her eye.
“Oh my god!” she gasped, as she pulled down the collar and saw a thick mark surrounding Johnny’s neck.
She grabbed Johnny and turned him around to face her.
“Johnny, what happened, who did this?”
He shrugged at her.
She stood up and was filled with horror as she noticed what he’d been drawing. She picked up the page with the crayon marks on it.
It was a picture depicting somebody hanging from a tree and the tree was on fire.