"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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He didn't give chance for either of us to answer. Glasses were fetched and set down, and all three were filled to the brim. /"This boy loves his aunt's lemonade. She made it just because she knew he was coming. Should be home in an hour or so, mind./"

/"It is great,/" Blake agreed, taking a glass for his own, sliding one in front of me. He took a deep sip before letting out a satisfied sigh.

/"You're having the runt?/" Frankie quizzed, squinting down at the head that had popped up above the counter at the sound of the voice.

/"Yeah. Oz felt bad for him because he wasn't as brave as the others./"

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