Daughter of the Deep

by Rick Riordan

Simply getting through the day is like swimming through an underwater minefield.

the impossible is merely the possible for which we don’t yet know the science.”

Guilt has clamped its metal claws on my gut.

Why do I keep missing my chances to say good-bye?

Without my friends, I don’t know how I would have coped.

For the sake of the crew, I need to be operating at 100 percent. Or at least to pretend that I am.

We have to trust our own training and best guesses. That’s terrifying.

A lot has changed. I’m not sure if that’s good.

He is part emotional-support animal, part con artist.

each generation must prove its own worth