"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

/"You couldn't have waited ten more minutes?/"

Swirling masses for eyes and the secrets of the universe woven into her smile, there had always been something about my mother that offered me a sense of tranquillity. She was the anchor that had always kept me grounded. She was the deep, soul scratching advice that had always been given in times of peril and uncertainty.

But sometimes, I did wish that we didn't tap-dance all over one another's toes quite so often.

/"If I wanted to see two feral little creatures going at it,/" she said, pulling her cardigan tighter around her body, eyeing the floor that Isaac and I had been getting all hot and bothered on only minutes before with a scowl. /"Then I would have set the wildlife channel to record./"

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