Oh you two look delicious," Bast said, licking her lips. "No, no-er, I mean wonderful. Now, off you go!

I pictured my mom, alone in our little apartment on the Upper East Side. I tried to remember the smell of her blue waffles in the kitchen. It seemed so far away.

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.

I can try to disable it," I said, "but if I mess up, this whole apartment is going to fill with gas. We'll die." Thalia swallowed. " I trust you. Just... don't mess it up.

Just my luck, on top of everything else I had to take baboon medicine.

You are one freaking awesome baboon.

Isis and Horus," he said. "I see you've found new bodies.