“Where have you been, Milo?” I asked quietly. “It’s been three days.” “Working for Jason,” Milo replied, his voice low. I frowned,… — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
“Are you just gonna stare at Jack or are we gonna go?" Milo asked, poking his head into the bedroom.” — Amanda Hocking Copy Share Image
“You must’ve left your weak stomach on the shore at Iolkos. Look at you!” I told Milo proudly. “You’re a born sailor.… — Esther M. Friesner Copy Share Image
