Life of a Teenage Bird Kid -8-Life of a Teenage Bird Kid -8- by 143PEACE
"So you've been following us for how long?" Max asked.
I shrugged. "Awhile, I guess."
After having my arm bandaged and the cuts on my face cleaned, they had been asking questions. All except Fang. He was silent.
"Why didn't you talk to us?" Gazzy asked.
"I was afraid too." I said.
"Why?" he asked.
I shrugged and he didn't pester me any further.
"Why are you looking for your brother?" Angel asked me.
I was surprised. "How did you ?"
"Angel can read minds." Max explained.
"Yeah. So why are you?"
"Well, we were separated at birth. One of the few memories I have are of him. I've always promised myself I'd find him. But I didn't realize how difficult that'd be."
Max nodded, understanding. "We've all wanted to find our families."
"Some of us, wish we n
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