Poseidon trident

unexpectedly

When ever Grover get nervous his bladder starts to mess up and then he would have to go to the bathroom. That the first thing he had to do he told me to wait for him but when he left I grab my stuff and left don't get wrong it was just that Grover scared me so I ditch him and got into a taxi to take home. 

Her name is Sally Jackson and she's the best person in the world, which just proves my theory that thebest people have the rottenest luck. Her own parents died in a plane crash when she was five, and shewas raised by an uncle who didn't care much about her. She wanted to be a novelist, so she spent highschool working to save enough money for a college with a good creative-writing program. Then heruncle got cancer, and she had to quit school her senior year to take care of him. After he died, she wasleft with no money, no family, and no diploma.The only good break she ever got was meeting my dad.I don't have any memories of him, just this sort of warm glow, maybe the barest trace of his smile. Mymom doesn't like to talk about him because it makes her sad. She has no pictures.See, they weren't married. She told me he was rich and important, and their relationship was a secret.Then one day, he set sail across the Atlantic on some important journey, and he never came back.Lost at sea, my mom told me. Not dead. Lost at sea.She worked odd jobs, took night classes to get her high school diploma, and raised me on her own. Shenever complained or got mad. Not even once. But I knew I wasn't an easy kid.

Finally, she married Gael Italiano, who was nice the first thirty seconds we knew him, then showed histrue colors as a world-class jerk. When I was young, I nick-named him Smelly Gael. I'm sorry, but it's thetruth. The guy reeked like moldy garlic pizza wrapped in gym shorts.Between the two of us, we made my mom's life pretty hard. The way Smelly Gael treated her, the wayhe and I got along ... well, when I came home is a good example.I walked into our little apartment, hoping my mom would be home from work. Instead, Smelly Gael wasin the living room, playing poker with his buddies. The television blared ESPN. Chips and beer cans werestrewn all over the carpet.Hardly looking up, he said around his cigar, "So, you're home.""Where's my mom?""Working," he said. "You got any cash

"Where's my mom?"

 "Working," he said. "You got any cash?"

could sniff out money like a bloodhound, which was surprising, since his own smell should'vecovered up everything else."You took a taxi from the bus station," he said. Probably paid with a twenty. Got six, seven bucks inchange. Somebody expects to live under this roof, he ought to carry his own weight. Am I right, Eddie?"Eddie, the super of the apartment building, looked at me with a twinge of sympathy. "Come on,his just a kid"

Then I heard my mom's voice. "Percy?"She opened the bedroom door, and my fears melted.My mother can make me feel good just by walking into the room. Her eyes sparkle and change color inthe light. Her smile is as warm as a quilt. She's got a few gray streaks mixed in with her long brown hair,but I never think of her as old. When she looks at me, it's like she's seeing all the good things about me,none of the bad. I've never heard her raise her voice or say an unkind word to anyone, not even me orGael.

"Oh, Percy." She hugged me tight. "I can't believe it. You've grown since Christmas!"Her red-white-and-blue Sweet on America uniform smelled like the best things in the world: chocolate,licorice, and all the other stuff she sold at the candy shop in Grand Central. She'd brought me a huge bagof "free samples," the way she always did when I came home.We sat together on the edge of the bed. While I attacked the blueberry sour strings, she ran her handthrough my hair and demanded to know everything I hadn't put in my letters. She didn't mentionanything about my getting expelled. She didn't seem to care about that. But was I okay? Was her littleboy doing all right?

I told her she was smothering me, and to lay off and all that, but secretly, I was really, really glad to seeher. 

From the other room, Gael yelled, "Hey, Sally-how about some bean dip, huh?"