He gets a serious little smile as she reaches with one hand and then tucks the ball against her side.
"I kicked it. My baby and I were playing football."
A doll that is no more than a knot tied in a piece of worn out wool fabric is held up in her other hand, the roughly drawn face on it turned toward him as the little girl's smile turns to a grave frown.
"I wanted to play with Kitty, but she's hiding again."
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Date: 2010-09-17 01:07 am (UTC)"I kicked it. My baby and I were playing football."
A doll that is no more than a knot tied in a piece of worn out wool fabric is held up in her other hand, the roughly drawn face on it turned toward him as the little girl's smile turns to a grave frown.
"I wanted to play with Kitty, but she's hiding again."