Oats in the Dark

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.❞

I Couldn't Care Less

❝Homosexuality's a sin, you know. You're going to hell for that.❞ she says cunningly, as if she thinks it could make a difference. ❝Oh yeah?❞ I say, smiling. ❝Well guess what, little bitch? I couldn't care less..❞