Bearclaw Valley flat horror

His breath caught in his throat when he was corrected, and for a moment he believed the food would be ripped away from him for his misstep. But the man only smiled and ordered him to eat. He’d no need to repeat himself. Abel scampered towards the scrap of meat and clasped it within his jaws. It was nearly gone before his captor spoke again.
I know — He went into a fit of coughs. What was left of his little meal fell down his throat, causing him to cough even more.