Jesus, he'd actually did it. All his fears that Maebe would reject him for this or that seemed silly now. A part of him felt that it shouldn't have been easy; he should have had to bend over backwards to win her over after everything. She must've really loved him.
"I couldn' make ya even if I wanted to," he agreed. "Only thing I'll ask fer help for's when she starts askin' the, uh, more lady-type questions." America had already hit the collecting boyfriends stage, so it was only a matter of time.
Reaching for his hat (which read NICE LEGS and had a pair of fried chicken legs in an X), he placed it on Maebe's head like a crown and fixed her with an affectionate look. "I'm gonna need more hats."
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