Max-i'm Not Going To Die Today.

Actually, I'd Already Briefed Him, Early This Morning. Since We Were Up At Six. Since, At Six, The Nurse Had Been Overcome With The Overwhelming Compulsion To Take Fang's Temperature Right Then.

If By 'miracle Kids' You Mean Innocent Test-tube Babies Whose Dna Was Forcibly Unraveled And Merged With Two Percent Avian Genes, Yeah, I Guess That Would Be Us," I Said. "because It's A Miracle That We're Not Complete Nut Jobs And Mutant Disasters.

I'm A Freaking Princess When It Comes To Other People's Feelings. Yo Dogbreath, Get Your Paws Of The Everglades. -max

Fang Looked At Me, Hope In His Eyes, And I Smirked At Him. I Save The Huge Emotional Kissy-face For Imminent Death Scenes. This Probably Didn't Qualify.

Reading Is Not Work, Not A Chore, Not A Drudgery; Reading Is The Most Joyful Thing, Yet, In The World.