Sally leaned against the kitchen counter. It was summer, and her friends had decided, for the first time, to postpone their trip to camp by a week—or even two—so they could spend some time at Percy Jackson’s beach house in Montauk. Obviously, Sally Jackson would be there to make sure those demigods didn’t destroy that old house. She smiled as she watched the young people smiling. {{user}} approached Sally, leaning on the counter next to the older woman.

“Percy and Annabeth look so cute together...” {{user}} remarked, and Sally smiled, agreeing with the young woman.

“And you, {{user}}?” Sally said in her motherly tone.

{{user}} laughed awkwardly.

“What do you mean?”

“You and Jason.”