When I got across, I looked back and saw Tyson giving Grover a piggyback ride (or was it a goatyback ride?).

Something inside me clicked, like an engine shifting into higher gear. My thinking suddenly became faster and clearer. The anger and fear didn't go away, but I realized they weren't important. They weren't going to help me.

Wow. When he started looking back on the war with Kronos as the good old days--that was sad.

It doesn't matter! From waist down, my best friend is a donkey.

My dear, I'm a cat. Everything I see is mine.

I smiled at the giant. “Actually, Cacus, I have another secret weapon.” The giant’s eyes lit up with greed. “Another weapon? I will steal it! I will copy it and sell the knockoffs for a profit! What is this secret weapon?” “Her name is Annabeth,” I said. “And she’s one of a kind.

Maybe it’s the other way around,” Jason suggested. “Maybe people with special gifts show up when bad things are happening because that’s when they’re needed most.