I never wanted her to know hunger and want the way I had. Never wanted her to feel that shame like the rest of the world was looking down on you.
I'd bought her every device known to man so we could keep in touch when I was gone, and had kept up with her schooling and the things that I could handle as a man. The rest of that female s**t I left to the aunt.
When I was told about her having her period I walked into the neighborhood with my gun on full display on my next leave to let the young f***s around there know that she was off limits. I'd wanted to bundle her the f**k up and put her somewhere safe.
Back then she was still my sweet little babygirl, even though her body was changing and she was outgrowing her babyish ways. It was plain to see that she would always be a little bitty t
