Seriously, Who Has Monogrammed Pajamas?

Maybe—just Maybe—sadie Had My Best Interests At Heart. (i Just Caught Her Making Faces At Me, So Maybe Not.)

It’s Not Important,” Silena Insisted. “we Have To Find Charlie!” Another First: A Child Of Aphrodite Uninterested In Jewellery.

You Can’t Control Every Contingency. You Have To Accept That. Let It Scare You. Trust That It’ll Be Okay Anyway.

I Imagined Loading The God Of The Sea Into A Taxi And Taking Him To The Upper East Side.

Most People Call It The Book Of The Dead,” He Told Me. “rich Egyptians Were Always Buried With A Copy, So They Could Have Directions Through The Duat To The Land Of The Dead. It’s Like An Idiot’s Guide To The Afterlife.