“How's it looking out there, Mama?" "Like all the Mardi Gras revelers have converged on this place," Eudora said. "The line of people waiting for tables stretches all the way to the French Quarter. You'd better put on a second… — Farrah Rochon Copy Share Image
“Every time they shared their talent, they discovered that one of them had a unique gift. Clio had always possessed a keen mind and an ability to remember and recite facts after hearing them only once, but after they performed that skit for Apollo and Hermes, Clio's powerful intelligence had amplified. Just as Thalia's ability to make people laugh and… — Farrah Rochon Copy Share
“You’re on Facebook, Uncle Reid?” Athens asked. “Of course he is,” Liliana said. “That’s where all the old people go to waste their time.”… — Farrah Rochon Copy Share Image
“Your restaurant never would have survived in that area. Where it is now, over there in Tremé, is much more suited for your type of establishment." She straightened her shoulders. "Forgive me for being so bold, Mr. Fenner, but I happen to disagree. I think my restaurant would thrive no matter where it's located. And I haven't given up on… — Farrah Rochon Copy Share
“ "Not only will the masses forever sing your praises for saving them from Titan rule, but they will associate you with feelings of warmth and safety and pleasure and all things good. It will be beautiful, Zeus. I promise." Technically, she had delivered on that promise by creating the most beautiful, most compelling, most delightful beings the world had… — Farrah Rochon Copy Share
“Suddenly, an ethereal haze formed above their heads, and images of the words they sang began to dance in the sky. The gods all tilted back in their seats, expressions of awe and delight illuminating their already glowing faces. Ree nearly lost track of the lyrics when she glanced over and noticed that same glow radiating from Thalia. Then Mel.… — Farrah Rochon Copy Share
“I have dementia,” Lucien stated. Mack couldn’t have been more stunned if he’d knocked the art books off the coffee table and started breakdancing… — Farrah Rochon Copy Share Image
“It's nothing to fear," Mel said. "They are just souls longing for someone to care about them." She put a hand to her chest… — Farrah Rochon Copy Share Image
“Someone needs to be concerned about those girls." "Kara and Kendra know that I am only a phone call away." "Would you even answer… — Farrah Rochon Copy Share Image
“As she waited for the soul-crushing grief to envelop her, an odd thing happened. The grief failed to materialize. Instead, she felt... joy. An… — Farrah Rochon Copy Share Image
“Now, what should we call ourselves?" "Well, in the old language, mousa means a source of inspiration," Clio said. "Why don't we call ourselves… — Farrah Rochon Copy Share Image
“ THE MUSES Calliope (Cal-LIE-oh-pee) Muse of Epic Poetry Clio (CLEE-oh) Muse of History Melpomene (Mel-PAH-muh-nee) Muse of Tragedy Terpsichore (Terp-SIC-or-ree) Muse of Dance… — Farrah Rochon Copy Share Image
“As people began to congregate around the door, Tiana made her way to the closest window. She gasped at the sight on the other… — Farrah Rochon Copy Share Image
