Nursing homes for the aged would be out. Families would always take care of their own.
They sat for long minutes, with the silence broken only by the squeak of the swing, the mild breeze rustling the foliage, birds chirping in the distance, and the munch of Oliver chewing a variety of raw fruits and vegetables. Whole. With zero wastage.
“f**k my flight,” Wilson blurted. “I’m pretty sure I’ve as good as missed it anyway, but I really want to stay here with you until you change back. Okay?”
Oliver nodded. There wasn’t even a pause while he thought about it. Because really, why not at this point? But Oliver put up a finger and tilted his head while staring into Wilson’s eyes.
“But what?”
Oliver stood and gestured for Wilson to follow, then stepped into the cabin. He firmly pointed to the
