Not-my cousin Helen.
Josephine AngeliniAnd he is immortal.
Josephine AngeliniHector, if you get yourself killed again, when I take over Hades I’ll give you a really long time-out in Tartarus,
Josephine AngeliniI swear it by the River Styx,
Josephine AngeliniYou better kill me now, Lucas, because I’m not going to stay away from her. I can’t.
Josephine AngeliniIt was like they were kissing for the first time.
Josephine AngeliniHelen leaned down over her husband and ran her lips lightly across his bare shoulder in good-bye. Maybe, someday, she would find him by the River Styx. There, they could wash all their hateful memories away, and walk into a new life together, a life that didn’t have the dirty paw prints of a dozen gods and a dozen kings marring it. Such a beautiful thought.
Helen vowed that she would live a hundred lives of hardship for one life—one real life—with Paris. They could be shepherds, just as they had dreamed once when they had met at the great lighthouse long ago. She’d be anything, really, a shopkeeper, or a farmer, whatever, as long as they were allowed to live their lives and each other freely. She dressed quickly, imagining herself tending a shop somewhere by the sea, hoping that someday this dream would come true.
Yes,” he whispered. “Until the next time you see Lucas. But you already know this. You didn’t just fall in love with him once. You fall in love with him every time you look at him.
Josephine AngeliniThe last thing Helen thought before she drifted off after him was that she’d slept on a beach like this before with another boy. But this time there was no Helen-shaped dent for her to fit inside.
Josephine AngeliniYou saw me through a stained-glass window? How'd you pull that off'
'I could find someone as beautiful as you no matter where you hide. You're so radiant, I bet you even glow in the dark.
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