"How would you feel!" I screeched, staring through eyes blurred with tears, at the surprised faces of the rest of the flock. "If you were separated from Angel, Max? Or if Gazzy was separated from Iggy?" "Are you kidding me?" Max scoffed, stepping forward. "You are so vain! He was my heart! Iggy's bestfriend! What was he to you?" "He was my soul," I whispered. (FAX/fudge)