"That's all right. Don't worry about it. It's not your work anyway."
Another minute and he'll remember. If only they wouldn't rush him.
Why does everything have to be in such a hurry? "Go ahead, Charlie.
Go sit down and look at your comic book. We got to get back to work."
Charlie nods and smiles, and pulls the comic book out of his back pocket.
He smooths it out, and puts it on his head as a make-believe hat.
Frank laughs and Gimpy finally smiles. "Go on, you big baby," snorts Gimpy. "Go sit down there until Mr. Donner wants you."
Charlie smiles at him and goes back to the flour sacks in the corner near the mixing machines.
He likes to lean back against them while he sits on the floor cross-legged and looks at the pictures in his comic book.
As he starts to turn the pages, he feels like crying, but he doesn't know why.
What is there to feel sad about? The fuzzy cloud comes and goes,
and now he looks forward to the pleasure of the brightly colored pictures in the comic book that he has gone through thirty, forty times.
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