I'd Come To Respect The Bag.

That’s Us,” He Said. “those Five Nuts Right There.” Which One Is Me?” I Asked. The Little Deformed One,” Zoe Suggested. Oh, Shut Up.

His Hair Was Permed And Gelled Like A New Jersey Girl's On Homecoming Night. Percy Jackson

Leo Felt Trapped. He’d Once Been Stuck In A Cave On Top Of Pikes Peak, Surrounded By A Pack Of Werewolves. Another Time He’d Been Stuck In An Abandoned Factory With A Family Of Evil Cyclopes. But This — Standing In An Open Clearing With A Dozen Pretty Girls — Was Much Worse.

Mrs. O' Leary Is My Pet. I Couldn't Let You Stick A Sword In Her Rump, Now, Could I? That Might've Scared Her.

I Come To Writing The Same Way I Come To Teaching, Which Is That My Goal Is Always To Create Life-long Readers.