And now I’m here, sitting on the hood of Maddie’s car, giggling to myself in the dark. I can’t believe I actually just said that to Stuart Shah. I feel like what a superhero must feel like. I feel like I can hear everything, see everything, still feel the vibrating air between us and the snap of the book in my hand as I shut it and the edge of his sleeve I brushed as I left. I can’t remember when I felt such a rush.
Madi it her lip as she composed her reply. It had grown increasingly difficult to keep all her fans happy. A year and a half ago, she’d had a group of twenty thousand steady followers, but in that last year her fan base had exploded. Legions of MadLibbers – from all parts of the world – waiting on her every post, their numbers increasing exponentially.