I still felt like I might hurl, and I thought about how awful that would be in midair.

Don’t be afraid.” “I hear voices,” Iggy said. “Be very afraid.

I learnt to love reading. And then I started scribbling stories, and I liked that even more.

I blame Jeb for letting you be such a smart aleck.” I stared at her. “I blame you for altering my DNA! I mean, I have wings, lady! What were you thinking?

Jackpot, Max! Jackpot!" It was Fang and he was giggling hysterically. For those of you just joining us, Fang doesn't giggle, esspecially hysterically.

Please, I begged silently, please do not let my last moments on earth be me crammed into a tiny boat in the dark, surrounded by mechanical singing pirates.

There you have it: our lives in a nutshell. Emphasis on nut.