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Short and sweet!

The big (former) hitman goes to a party and makes a surprising friend ;) A six-year old girl


“Are you married?”

D flushed. “Uh…kinda, I guess. Might as well be.”

“My mom says boys can marry boys and girls can marry girls but some people don’t think they can.”

“What do you think?”

She shrugged, absorbed in her Lego metropolis. “Boys are icky, I wouldn’t wanna marry one. But that’s just me,”
she said.

D burst out laughing. “Oh, that’s jus you, is it?” he said.

Ellen giggled. “Yeah! But Uncle Jack is nice. He’s not as icky. He smells good and he doesn’t pick his nose.”

“Two of his better qualities, yeah.”

“So it’s okay if you wanna marry him, I guess.”

“Well, I appreciate the support.”