Chapter One
Max Evans gazed in the bathroom mirror. "Not looking good, chief," he said to
his reflection. Hollow cheeks. Bags — more like a full set of luggage under his
eyes. His skin had a transparent, grayish quality. He noticed a zit on his neck.
It was actually kind of...comforting. It made him feel young.
Max stepped onto the scale. Three pounds less than yesterday. A wave of panic
rushed through him. He lost his balance, fell off the scale, and managed to land
on the toilet. He covered his face with his hands. Am I having a midlife crisis
at sixteen? he wondered. Why do I feel so weak?
He heard a shrill giggle from downstairs. God — I've got to get to work, he
thought.
"Uh, I'm leaving now," Max called. He cleared his throat and descended the
stairs. "To leave, I have to walk through the living room. I am now moving
toward the living room."
Max stepped through the doorway. Oh, man. His sister, Isabel, and her boyfriend,
Alex Manes, hadn't taken the hint. They were ...
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