SOUTeer
All that was leading us back home was a trail of oats. I could barely see them, but it wouldn't matter, I'd already memorized the exact amount and trail.
❝What do I do?❞ Benji asks, squeezing my hand.
❝Just follow the oats.❞ I say back.
❝The oats in the dark?❞
❝Yep.❞