"Remember when I told you that my sister had been blind?"
"Well... I don't have... a sister..."
Iggy grew confused. Why would she lie about that?
"I used to be blind..."
"What happened?" he asked, trying to remain calm.
"It was from a firework. My older cousin was messing with some old fireworks in our garage and he managed to set one off somehow... I was too close and it caused me to go blind. I was five and he was ten. I was blind until I was fifteen. My parents brought me here to New York to find a doctor who could fix my eyesight. I've been here ever since."
Iggy didn't know what to say. He had so many questions to ask her but he couldn't single out just one.
"That's why I can read braille," she continued, answering one of his questions.
"Leica was my seeing eye dog."
There goes another one.
"And I didn't lie about going to art school," she added. "I get jumpy around explosions now, too..."
Well, that kind of clashes with his love of bombs but he can live with it.
"I'm sorry I lied to you, Iggy."
Without thinking, he kissed the top of her head, stroking her hair.
"It's understandable," he said, finally speaking.
"Thank you for listening to me..." she said, snuggling into him.
"Anytime," he held her tighter.
"There's one more thing..."
He felt his shirt become wet. "What's wrong?"
He tried to pull away some, but she clung to his shirt.
"I- I may not be able to see for much longer," her voice croaked. "The doctor said it's a miracle I've lasted this long, but he doesn't think I can hold out much longer."
She grew quiet and yet again Iggy was at a loss for words.
"Iggy, I don't want to go blind again. I'm an art student. I'm majoring in studio art. I won't even be able to see what I'm drawing. They'll kick me out. Plus there's so much beauty in this world that I still haven't seen. I want to go to Japan and Croatia and I want to see Paris at night and London covered in snow."
She was crying and Iggy felt a pain in his chest.
It was a pain that made him want to do anything to make her stop crying.
And so he did.
"Jenn?" He pulled her chin up with his slender finger. "I need to tell you something."
She looked into his pale eyes and she could feel the seriousness of his words.
"There are quite a few things, really." She bit her lip and held back a sob. "Here's the first thing."
He kissed her.
And he didn't miss.
He kissed her long and sweet and to his surprise, she kissed back.
When he pulled away, he whispered, "I love you."
Jenn gasped softly and took his face in her hands, kissing him again. "I love you, too."
They kissed for a moment more and then Iggy pulled away completely, standing up.
She sat on the bed, looking up at him in confusion.
"And here's the second thing."
He couldn't believe he was actually doing this.
He took his shirt off.
How was she going to take this?
Hopefully not like his real parents had.
"I... I have wings..." He said with his head down
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Remember that blind kid from Maximum Ride? Well he's back. And he's all grown up. DISCLAIMER: I WROTE THIS FOUR BOOKS INTO THE SERIES. IT STILL NEEDS A LOT OF WORK BUT I NEEDED SOME SORT OF FOUNDATION. I KNOW I'M MISSING A LOT. (ALL RIGHTS RESERVED...