"Cool" Leo said. "I always wanted a sister who could beat me up."

Annabeth’s hand slipped into mine. Under different circumstances I would’ve been embarrassed, but here in the dark I was glad to know where she was. It was about the only thing I was sure of.

Your destiny grows clearer, Jason Grace. When the choice comes again- storm or fire- remember me. And do not despair.

So, great. This is Camp…what do you call it? Camp Fish-Blood?” Aphros frowned. “I hope that was a joke. This is Camp __________.” He made a sound that was a series of sonar pings and hisses.

Mugged by my own mother.

The store had a hand-painted sign the read: MOOSE PASS GAS. "That's just wrong," Frank said.

But remember, boy, that a kind act can sometimes be as powerful as a sword. As a mortal, I was never a great fighter or athlete or poet. I only made wine. The people in my village laughed at me. They said I would never amount to anything. Look at me now. Sometimes small things can become very large indeed.