"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 was waiting a long time. I had no idea what it said. There were a lot of big words that had my dyslexia saying 'LOL, not today, Satan' and some kind of diagram. I stared at it before shaking my head. /"What does it mean, Daddy?/"

/"Do you - /" Daddy breathed deeply. His mouth twisted before he carried on. /"Do you remember the girl that Isaac said I had gotten pregnant?/"

/"Oh,/" I said. Oh. Oh. Oh. School kids had proved that words could hurt. They just hadn't prepared me for just how deeply they could cut. I didn't want to hear that. Not at all. But getting hurt over that was silly if there was a perfectly good explanation, right? /"How - how come?/"

He waved at the paper again. The layout, the words, the weird different coloured writing . . . yup. Still didn't make any sense to me.

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