"he Mentioned It!" One Of The Ghosts

There’s Nothing Here,” Carter Said. “what Do You Want?” I Asked. “we’ve Got Wax, Some Toilet Papyrus, An Ugly Statue.

He Touched The Screen As If Trying To Reach Through With His Hand. "you're A Wonderful Young Lady. I Don't Tell You That Often Enough. You Remind Me So Much Of Your Mother. She'd Be Proud. And Grandpa Tom" --he Chuckled-- "he Always Said You'd Be The Most Powerful Voice In Our Family. You're Going To Outshine Me Some Day, You Know. They're Going To Remember Me As Piper Mclean's Father, And That's The Best Legacy I Can Imagine.

Percy’d Heard Stories About Amputees Who Had Phantom Pains Where Their Missing Legs And Arms Used To Be. That’s How His Mind Felt—like His Missing Memories Were Aching.

I Pulled Out Riptide.

I Need To Talk To Clarisse," Annabeth Said. I Stared At Her As If She'd Just Said "i Need To Eat A Large, Smelly Boot." "what For?