Isis And Horus," He Said. "i See

There!" Apollo Pointed. "long Island, Dead Ahead. Let's Slow Down, Dear. 'dead' Is Only An Expression.

Whathat!" Tyson Gasped. "those Are The Stables For The Pegasi," I Replied, "you Know, Winged Horses?" "whasthat!" "um... Those Are The Toilets.

Different Elevator Music Was Playing Since My Last Visit-that Old Disco Song "stayin' Alive." A Terrifying Image Flashed Through My Mind Of Apollo In Bell-bottom Pants And A Slinky Silk Shirt.

I Always Love It When I Hear Back From Kids Who Say They Discovered Percy Jackson And Now Wear Their Learning Difference As A Badge Of Honour.

Okay," I Said. "just A Normal Afternoon And Two Normal People." She Nodded. "and So...hypothetically, If These To People Likes Each Other, What Would It Take To Get The Stupid Guy To Kiss The Girl, Huh?" "oh..." I Felt Like One Of Apollo's Sacred Cows-slow, Dumb, And Bright Red. "um.