It's been two days since I broke my leg. Apparently, when I blacked out, Fang caught me. But I had fallen really fast, so it took him a while to catch up to me. By the time he did reach me, my leg had crashed into a tree, breaking it in two places. So now, I'm sitting on the couch in our hotel room, doing nothing. Yes, we are at a hotel now. Iggy got us three rooms. Nudge and Angel have their own room, Gazzy and Iggy have their own room, and so I am sharing a room with Fang.

It's actually kind of fun sharing a room with Fang. I pretty much lay in bed all day, but he walks around and plays with the kids and does what I used to do. It's also fun to watch him sleep – I know, a bit creepy – but it is. He always says something, and usually it's my name, but last night he said, "Yaaaammmms…"

And if you're wondering, no, Fang does not sleep in the bed with me. He actually took the couch. The only reason he was on the bed two days ago was because he had fallen asleep. Anyway, our hotel rooms have a kitchen in each one, which is nice. Iggy's been making me breakfast in bed every morning. I mean, I like it and all, but hello! I feel like a lump who sits in bed all day. Wait – I kind of am.

"Hey Iggy?" I asked.

"Yea, Max?"

"Do you think I could get up today?" Please please please please please please please say yes!!

"Um, I don't know…"

"Please? I've sat here for two whole days and I feel useless."

"Ok, I guess." YES! Finally!

I threw the blankets off of myself and put my legs on the floor. Here goes nothing. Putting my weight on my good leg first, I stood up, slightly wobbling. I slowly put a little weight on my other leg. Nothing happened. I put more weight on my leg. Nothing. I took a step forward. Then another one. Nothing happened! I slowly walked to the edge of the bed. My leg still hurt just a bit, but that was okay.

Just as I took another step, I tripped over something. My arms went out in front of me to catch me, but they didn't have to. Someone caught me. He pulled me up and then started to walk away.

"Iggy," I said. "How did you know I was there?"

"I just had this feeling," he replied.

"Oh. Well, uh, thanks."

"Anytime."

That was so strange! How did he know?

Maximum, Maximum, Maximum. Have I not already told you? Bad things must happen for good things to come.