If not for the horses, Piper would've died.
Strange things conspire when one tries to cheat fate
And you, Percy, are my favorite son.
The dead see what they believe they will see. So do the living. That is the secret.
Back when I was on my first assignment as a seeker, I was way out in Arizona. Brought in this kid named Clarisse.โ โClarisse?โ โSibling of yours,โ Hedge said. โAres kid. Violent. Rude. Lots of potential.
There," Zoรซ suggested."By the Embarcadero Building." "Good thinking," Chuck said. "Me and Hank can blend in with the pigeons." We all looked at him. "Kidding," he said. "Sheesh, can't a statues have a sense of humor?