"I think I finally get it."

"Get what?" There was something about the look in his eyes, the confidence, the surety, that had me swallowing hard.

"You." And as he smiled, it was almost smug. "I get you, Oz. You're a little, Aren't you?"

If only I had known at the time just how much those few little words were going to change my life.

The Little Of Oz Series

/"Do you have any plans while your brother is gone?/" he asked causally once it became apparent that silence was my weapon of choice.

Moan to Patch about how unfair Isaac leaving me was.

Play the Sims until I was reminded that I was lonely and alone.

But I doubted they were the answers he was looking for, and ended up shaking my head no. /"Eat nuggets?/" I guessed, offering a weak smile. It earned another one of those half-smiles in return.

/"You know what I meant,/" he said, rolling his eyes. He was about to say more, but the waitress appeared, a cheery-face young girl with flushed cheeks and hair that was slowly escaping her messy bun.

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