No Hero Is Above Fear, Percy. And

To All My Librarian Friends, Champions Of Books, True Magicians In The House Of Life. Without You, This Writer Would Be Lost In The Dust.

Briefly, The Nymphaeum Glowed With A Softer Light, Like A Full Moon. Piper Smelled Exotic Spices And Blooming Roses. She Heard Distant Music And Happy Voices Talking And Laughing. She Guessed She Was Hearing Hundreds Of Years Of Parties And Celebrations That Had Been Held At This Shrine In Ancient Times, As If The Memories Had Been Freed Along With The Spirits. 'what Is That?' Jason Asked Nervously. Piper Slipped Her Hand Into His. 'the Ghosts Are Dancing.

Paul Patted Mrs. O'leary's Snout. The Living Room Shook —boom, Boom, Boom—which Either Meant A Swat Team Was Breaking Down The Door Or Mrs. O'leary Was Wagging Her Tail. I Couldn't Help But Smile.

I Play Dodgeball With Cannibals (chapter 2)

I Can't Get Through The Year Without Getting Kicked Out Or Blowing Something Up.