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376 pages, Hardcover
First published May 3, 2016
Zeus needed someone to blame, so of course he’d picked the handsomest, most talented, most popular god in the pantheon: me.
Is anything sadder than the sound of a god hitting a pile of garbage bags?
It warmed my heart that my children had the right priorities: their skills, their images, their views on YouTube.
"Is anything sadder than the sound of a god hitting a pile of garbage bags?"
“Things can turn out differently, Apollo. That's the nice thing about being human. We only have one life, but we can choose what kind of story it's going to be.�
Then the glow become brighter: a holographic golden sickle with a few sheaves of wheat, rotating just above Meg McCaffrey.
A boy in the crowd gasped. “She's a communist!�
A girl who'd been sitting at Cabin Four's table gave him a disgusted sneer. “No, Damien, that's my mom's symbol.�
Will put his hand on Nico's shoulder. "Nico, we need to have another talk about your people skills."
"Hey, I'm just stating the obvious. If this is Apollo, and he dies, we're all in trouble."
Will turned to me. "I apologize for my boyfriend."
Nico rolled his eyes. "Could you not�"
"Would you prefer special guy?" Will asked. "Or significant other?"
"Significant annoyance, in your case," Nico grumbled.
"Nico," I said at last, "shouldn't you be sitting at the Hades table?"
He shrugged. "Technically, yes. But if I sit alone at my table, strange things happen. Cracks open in the floor. Zombies crawl out and start roaming around. It's a mood disorder. I can't control it. That's what I told Chiron. "
"And is it true?" I asked.
Nico smiled thinly. "I have a note from my doctor."
Will raised his hand. "I'm his doctor."
The others seemed confused. Then the glow became brighter: a holographic golden sickle with a few sheaves of wheat, rotating just above Meg McCaffrey.
A boy in the crowd gasped. “She’s a communist!�
“And I have acne,� I lamented. “And flab.�
"Nothing is more tragic than loving someone to the depths of your soul and knowing they cannot and will not ever love you back."