Frank had decided that whatever his fate was, he wouldn’t worry about it. He would just do the best he could to help his friends. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Hazel squinted. “How far?” “Just over the river and through the woods.” Percy raised an eyebrow. “Seriously? To Grandmother’s house we go?” Frank cleared his throat. “Yeah, anyway.” Hazel clasped her hands in prayer. “Frank, please tell me she’ll let… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
