[ For half a second Clint feels weird. Laura. Laura. Laura. Laura. Dark hair. Smiling. He's happy. Happiest he's been. Take out the garbage. But it's gone before Clint can really claim it. None of that made sense.
Congrats, tiny child, you have the name of his wife. Who he doesn't remember. ]
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Congrats, tiny child, you have the name of his wife. Who he doesn't remember. ]
Laura.