Juniper sniffled. She wiped her silky sleeve under her eyes. “It’s Grover. He seems so distraught. All year he’s been out looking for Pan. And every time he comes back, it’s worse. I thought maybe, at first, he was seeing another tree.” “No,” Annabeth said, as Juniper started crying. “I’m sure that’s not it.” “He had a crush on a blueberry bush once,” Juniper said miserably.
grover seriously does not deserve Juniper
