The woman knew that it was too late to back out now, so she signed it reluctantly.

The waitress started the timer on her phone while the entire diner was watching the brat to see if he would fail or not.

#

Ten minutes had gone by the entire diner was packed.

The brat had eaten the entire super five patty extreme bacon cheeseburger with the optional chili cheese fries and the whole cookies and cream milk shake in less than ten minutes!

The entire diner was full to the brim with people, eagerly watching a young boy eat the entire menu of all it’s hot lunch items in just under one hour. None of them had seen such a sight before.

The old cook/owner was starting to sweat due to nerves, since this boy had a bottomless stomach. He would be losing a lot of money this day and there was nothing that he could do about it.

The boy then ate all the deserts, both cold and hot. It was amazing to all that had watched. They were puzzled to how such a lad could eat so much. They did not know that the boy went hungry most

days and he had to eat his food very quickly before it could be taken from him. The boy’s captors were very sadistic and took pleasure in torturing the helpless lad endlessly.

The woman that had found the brat could see that the boy was underfed and was eating so fast, because he did not know when he would be able to eat again.

The woman thought,”I have to take this boy with me since he will die if left like he was when I found him in! I do not care what happens to me because of it!”

The brat was starting to get sleepy after all the food that he had devoured. The boy had completed the three-hour challenge in a little over an hour. The woman was gently carrying the boy over to her car and laid him gently in the back seat. The brat was covered with a brown blanket as he was blissfully unaware of the hell that he was now leaving.

The woman was crying in the front seat as she was driving back to her home.

She remembered

what she had told by the waitress.

"That boy was said to be the product of a dead hooker and one of her nameless johns."

The brat's new mother was in complete shock as her jaw hit the floor.

The waitress continued,"He is a slave used by the local gang to pick pocket and any innumerable amount of tasks. He is fed just enough to keep alive!"

The woman screamed,"Not anymore, since he is coming with me! He is going to be freed from all that crap!"

The waitress yelled," You can not that or you will be killed!"

The woman screamed,"I do not care what happens to me as long as the boy is free from those punks!"

The cook handed the woman a doggy bag.

He said,"Here take this with you before the gang comes for him. Do not worry. I will give a head start. I will lead them in the wrong direction when they come, so go right now!"

The woman continued on with her journey back home. The so-called brat would now have a chance at a better life free from abuse. If not, then the boy would probably die as a slave.

#

The brat’s female savior had been driving on the road for three days, sleeping in the car once she had grown too tired to drive every night. The brat was scared to be left out in the open, so they slept in a sleazy motel the first night. His newfound “Momma” talked him into sleep the next night in the car’s backseat, since she was low on cash. She had to make sure that they had enough gas and food to feed the two of them, until they got to whatever Momma was driving them. The two of them had eaten the complete thirty pound bag of food, that she had kept in his a small plastic cooler. The third day the pair got some food from a nearby gas station.

The brat spoke,”What is that smell,” as he was led by the hand into the station.

He had said that right in front of a fat unkempt clerk, behind a desk. She dodged the question as she tried to led into the ill cleaned restroom. The toilet had be cleaned by the woman, before ether one of them could safely use it.

Both of the pair had left the restroom and they were looking at clothes at the meager toddler clothes rack. She found some that she thought that he could wear so spoke to the clerk.

“Can I have my son try on these clothes? If they fit, I will buy all of them that I got.”

The fat man paused before he spoke,”Let me ask Betsy.

The woman wondering to why the clerk was bent over by the register counter. He pulled out a sawed off shotgun and placed it on the counter. The brat ran back into the bathroom at the sight of the gun.

The man spoke,”You will have to deal with Betsy here, if you want to steal from me!”

Anger swelled over the woman’s face as she spoke,”Of course, I will pay for them, just put that thing away! You scared my boy! If you dare to show him that thing again and you will be dealing with me!”

She ran into the bathroom to find the boy crying, while shaking uncontrollable in the fetal position.

She tried to hold them the brat in arms, but he bit her on the hand for all her trouble. She gave the boy a sponge bath every time they stopped a at a gas station. He fussed at first, but he soon relented nonetheless. During the first bath she was horrified, but not surprised by the sight of physical abuse. He had scars all over his little body. She found dried blood, piss, and excrement all over his lower body. Burn marks and poorly done stitches were found all over his body. She was appalled beyond belief.