yβainβt on your lonesome, sugar! youβve got me! i treat her like sheβs maβ very own.
[ blink. blink. ]
i wouldaβ left long ago nβ travelled the country by now if i didnβt like you, darlinβ. donβt stress yerβ pretty lilβ head.
I know. i try my best with 'er. sometimes I'm worried I ain't gon' do right by 'er. I wasn't expectin' t'tackle fatherhood all by my lonesome. . .
(a sigh.)
y'like me that much?
oh, the poor babyβs jusβ hungry! or wants yerβ attention. she ainβt causing harm! sheβs just a lilβ sweetie. i love her with my whole heart. and you, handsome. yerβ my little sweetie, too.