“Well, that was an edifying conversation,” he said. “Yes, I had no idea Demeter was that talented and amazing. It’s really quite… — Darinne Paciotti Copy Share Image
“Demeter and Skotos are exactly the same as each other. It’s like one shallow person split into two bodies. How is that… — Darinne Paciotti Copy Share Image
“The day Demeter can go for five minutes without talking about herself is the day I tell her I love her more… — Darinne Paciotti Copy Share Image
“If you would talk to her that would be great. I would talk to her myself, but you’re the one whose planet it is,… — Darinne Paciotti Copy Share Image
“I seriously needed to start a drinking game where I drank every time Demeter mentioned the words ‘married’ or ‘husband’. On any given day… — Darinne Paciotti Copy Share Image
“Well, that was an edifying conversation,” he said. “Yes, I had no idea Demeter was that talented and amazing. It’s really quite kind of… — Darinne Paciotti Copy Share Image
“And here I thought you were too old to play with toys.” “You’re never too old to play with magic,” said Mom.” — Darinne Paciotti Copy Share Image
“Don’t be a downer, Mom. You’re an inventor now. You have to be bold and assertive.” “I was the first hundred times we tried… — Darinne Paciotti Copy Share Image
“Demeter and Skotos are exactly the same as each other. It’s like one shallow person split into two bodies. How is that going to… — Darinne Paciotti Copy Share Image
“Mom, you’ll never guess! It’s so exciting! Skotos asked me to marry him!!!!!” said Demeter. “Oh, honey! I’m so happy for you!” Mom jumped… — Darinne Paciotti Copy Share Image
“Are you sure you’re ready for this, Hera?” he asked with a smirk. “So you’re the one who’s in charge now?” I asked. He… — Darinne Paciotti Copy Share Image
“Why does everyone end up taking everything out on me?” I asked grumpily. “I suppose because we know you won’t hold it against us… — Darinne Paciotti Copy Share Image
“Skotos performed music in two different genres. When he wasn’t singing about love, his music fell in the genre I can only describe as… — Darinne Paciotti Copy Share Image
“You’re not made from peace and love, are you?” he asked in a growl. “More like snails and crocodile tails,” I said. “I guess… — Darinne Paciotti Copy Share Image
“Anything for my little brother.” His smile turned impish. “So I could ask for your sports car and you would give me that?” “Ha… — Darinne Paciotti Copy Share Image
