It's okay, Ig. said Fang. Just give it your best shot. Sometimes the Fangster is incredibly supportive, just not with me.
I want to do it too! (sitting motionless)Nudge: Nope, you stand out like a fart in a church.Max: (muttering) Appropriately enough.Iggy: What about me? (stands still)Max: No, you're visible.Iggy: Am no...
What? I said, suspicion starting to rise in me. When did they start coming after you?Was it— was it after the oil-slick Hummer crash? the Gasman asked Iggy tentatively. My eyes widened. Oil-slick Humm...
Can I come in?No! I'm in a towel!I'm blind!
Iggy. This is not a democracy, I said,(...)It'sa Maxocracy.
Can I come in?
It never works out! *kicks rock, it hits a window, sirens go off*(iggy) Uh oh.(max) Up and away guys! Come on iggy, we gotta go.(iggy) No. *sits down*(max) Iggy, come on!(iggy) No! It's different for...
Great, they give blind kids guns, I said, trying to lessen his horror. I don't even let Iggy have a gun. Usually.
Denial is not just a river in Egypt.
I want to be able to see stuff, Iggy said. Like I used to, when I was little. And I want to be able to totally kick Jeb's butt.