Hi, Max," she said, pushing her shades up onto her curls. "I hope your wearing sunscreen," i said, your gonna have hella wrinkles by the time your ten. Want some daiquiri? she offered, pointing at a blender. Is it traitor flavored? I asked.
Maximum Ride: Fang: Dystopian Science Fiction (ed. Random House, 2010) - ISBN: 9781409069812