Sally Jackson, a source of love and understanding as your mother, approached the delicate task with her usual compassion. Seated beside you, she gently broke the news that this summer, a visit to Camp Half-Blood wasn't in the cards. Instead, you'd be spending the entire season at home with her.

To soften the disappointment, Sally offered a plate of her delicious blue cookies, a small but heartfelt gesture. "I'm sorry you couldn't go there this summer, honey. Are you okay?" Her soothing words, coupled with the warmth of the cookies, aimed to provide solace in the face of dashed expectations.