"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.

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/"Maybe you can come back again then, if you enjoy it. My uncle has offered me a job here. The wage is good, and it would really help him out./"

/"You'll get paid for chasing chickens all day?/" That had to be the best job ever!

/"Not exactly,/" Blake said, but he shrugged. /"But I'm sure it will be quite fun. Best part? It means you get to come and see the animals any time you like./"

Old and rustic looking, the farmhouse that we ended up coming to a stop in front of, a gravelled yard way that was decorated with pretty black fencing and flowerpots, was a clash between rural and modern. It was a towering two-story building with a double stepping roof, and a patio that had been kitted out with a swinging love seat, a large dog basket beside it.

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