1968-While Tillie was off visiting relatives in Kentucky, Kenny (who was on vacation) agreed to babysit his baby cousin. He put the child in bed for a nap. While he returned to working on an overhead light, cigar smoking Kenny heard a noise but didn’t see anything. Jason had snuck out of the house and walked down the block to an old house near the Candle Light Inn. There he found an elderly lady sitting on a concrete bench in her garden. He thought he was hidden behind several grape vines. The song ‘Different Drum’ by Linda Ronstadt and the Stone Poneys played. All of a sudden, Scarlett Judd wiggled her finger to come forward. The little boy stood before her. She held his hands in belief that children couldn’t tell a lie when their hands are held by an grown up. She fell a frightened pulse. This child was scared. “What’s your name little boy?” Scarlett asked him. “Jason. Jason Keiran when Daddy gets mad,” Jason replied. “Does your Daddy get mad alot?” Scarlett asked. “No.” “Keiran your last name?” she asked “No. That’s is,” Jason sat next to the lady thinking, “Um, oh, yeah, Size..more. Daddy is a Policeman.” “A noble profession he has.” Scarlett smiled. “Huh?” “How old are you Jason Sizemore?” “Four and a half, Ma’am!” He smiled. “Oh, and a half,” she laughed. “So quick to grow up are we?” “Huh?” In no time at all, the two became very close. Jason had no friend’s of his own and Scarlett Judd was afraid to leave her home. She and he laughed with true honesty as she held him. She hugged Jason several times. The little boy gave her a life again with his innocent smile. For the next hour they shared Apples dipped in Honey but mostly, lots of stories. “Jason Keiran!” Kenny barked suddenly, his eyes full of anger. “Uh, oh,” Jason muttered. Kenny picked up the small boy and stuck his finger in his face. “You just wait until I get you home!” “You must be my new friend’s father,” Scarlett smiled, trying to intervene. “No, Ma’am, I’m his cousin. Kenny Sizemore,” he said as he shook her hand. “Pleasure to meet you, Ma’am. Sorry he bothered you.” “Why he is no bother,” she laughed. “He is a very sweet child.” “Normally I would agree with you, Ma’am, but little stinker here was supposed to be taking a nap.” He looked at Jason harshly. “But he decided to sneak out of the house!” “Jason,” she scolded him, “that was a naughty thing to do.” “When I’m done with you, little boy, I’m telling your father!” “Don’t tell Daddy!” Jason wailed. “Yes, I have to! And what I’m gonna do to you won’t be nothing compared what he is gonna do! Your father has to work early in the morning and you’ll be up late.” Kenny shook his head. “No, you’re spending the night with me. Once again, Ma’am, my apologies.” Once Kenny got Jason home, he turned him across his knees and spanked him. True to his word, the minute Corky arrived, Kenny informed him of Jason’s actions. “In the bedroom, Jason Keiran! NOW!” Corky shouted. “I don’t know what got into you, but I’m gonna spank it right out of you!” After Corky used his belt on his son, he agreed to let Jason spend the night at Kenny’s. “No TV tonight nor tomorrow!” he demanded as he left Kenny’s home in a huff. Jason sat on Kenny’s lap later. “I love you, Kenny,” Jason said as he played with Kenny’s beard. “I love you too, baby.” Corky made love to Season that night.
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