Day 11:
Clementine looked at me like I was her dadda, she said to me "Kenny?" Then the cowboy was like "You know this guy?" And she nodded, her qute little mouth.
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She ran to me, like I was her daddy. and wrapped her tiny tiny little arms around my upper waist, I hugged her back, feeling a tear form in my eye sack. I kneeled down to het mousey little face and lookd at her, man...The memories, if only Duck were here now...he could C his beautiful little girl. But I was just concert about my nips, they were probably showing through the fabric on my shirt.
We invited her crew inside, and I punched one of them cuz he wouldn't put the damn gun down. Anyway, I was sitting wit Clem. We talked about Lee and the sad sad memories...My moustache devoured my salty tears as they leaked.
Then Sarita came over...And introduced her fine little butt I mean self, Clementine seemed to get on well with her, Then the damn two younger fellows,came and asked for work.
They followed me outside, "So." I stared convosation, "you know Clem. how'd you meet er'" They look at each other with a worried look and damn, I knew somethin' was up with there little butts and most likey floppy balls.