"If doc says it's okay. Don't know if they don't still want to watch the leg and arm or not. Do you know they nail your leg together when you break it? Like a table leg! Like the old days! I hope they're good at carpentry," Wash said.
"Does the foot look right? Wouldn't want it to be backwards. I'd never get anywhere, just keep going around and around," he said with a small smile.
"Oh! Someone sent me some artwork!" He said, suddenly, grabbing Maxine's card from the table beside him. "I'm a fan."
He grinned.
It would take a while to convince the doctors that he had been healed by a 5 year old, nearly 6 year old, girl. He wanted, himself, to be more surprised by it. But it was very hard to doubt Maxine's power. It, instead, seemed par for the course here in The City. He was just glad that this one had positive ramifications.