I want lessons.” I wasn’t sure I’d heard her correctly. “Piano lessons? Now?” “Not now, dummy. But sometime. Can you teach me?” What a horrifying idea!
Love is no game! It is no flowery softness! It is hard work – a quest that never ends. It demands everything from you –.
For all she knew, she was drooling as badly as Percy did when he slept. She.
The Texans were head-butting the Coloradoans. The Missouri branch was arguing with Illinois. The chances were pretty good the whole army would end up fighting each other rather than the enemy.
For the second time, humans had raided her home.
Emotions rolled around inside me like bits of glass in a kaleidoscope.
Tremble before the horror of Diet Coke!
So you can go down there and see the gods, sell Girl Scout cookies door-to-door or whatever?
The young girl looked at me, her eyes colder and brighter than the winter moon. “I am Artemis,” she said. “Goddess of the Hunt.
Even the gods were impressed. They descended from Olympus and loaded Hercules down with so much swag, it got embarrassing. Hermes.
My dear young cousin, if there’s one thing I’ve learned over the aeons, it’s that you can’t give up on your family, no matter how tempting they make it. It doesn’t matter if they hate you, or embarrass you, or simply don’t appreciate your genius for inventing the internet –’ ‘You invented the internet?’ It was my idea, Martha said. Rats are delicious, George said. ‘It was my idea!’ Hermes said. ‘I mean the internet, not the rats.
A strange breeze rustled through the clearing, temporarily overpowering the stink of trash and murk. It brought the smell of berries and wildflowers and clean rainwater, things that might’ve once been in these woods. Suddenly I was nostalgic for something I’d never knew.
Grover shuddered. “Satyrs hate going underground. No searcher would ever try going in that place. No flowers. No sunshine. No coffee shops!
Meanwhile, in the throne room, Rhea threw an Oscar-worthy tantrum. She screamed and stomped her feet and called Kronos all kinds of unflattering names. “RO-O-CCCKY!” she wailed. “NO-O-O-O-O-O-O!
I’ve found that thinking often interferes with doing.
They locked me in my room and told me I was grounded until Doomsday. I didn’t have the heart to tell them that might be tonight.
I’ve always believed that most sentient creatures like to be recognized. Whether we are gods, people or slavering ghouls in vulture-feather loincloths, we enjoy others knowing who we are, speaking our names, appreciating that we exist.
Guys!′ Sadie interrupted. ‘It’s terribly cute watching you two snipe at each other, but we have business.
Hazel saw Leo, unconscious – or dead – falling through the clouds.
Hey, Sally,” he yelled. “What about that meat loaf, huh?” A steely look of anger flared in my mother’s eyes, and I thought, just maybe, I was leaving her in good hands after all. Her own. “The meat loaf is coming right up, dear,” she told Gabe. “Meat loaf surprise.” She looked at me, and winked. The last thing I saw as the door swung closed was my mother staring at Gabe, as if she were contemplating how he would look as a garden statue.