“May the God who gives endurance and encouragement give you a spirit of unity among yourselves as you follow Christ Jesus, so that with one heart and mouth you may glorify the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ.”

“He can heal me. I believe He will. I believe I’m going to be an old surely Baptist preacher. And even if He doesn’t…that’s the thing: I’ve read Philippians 1. I know what Paul says. I’m here let’s work, if I go home? That’s better. I understand that.”

“There are few sources of energy so powerful as a procrastinating college student.”

“My mother made a squeaking sound that might of been either “yes” or “help”.Poseidon took it as a yes and came in.Paul was looking back and forth between us, trying to read our expressions.Finally he stepped forward.”Hi, I’m Paul Blofis.”Poseidon raised an eyebrow and then shook his hand.”Blowfish, did you say?””Ah, no. Blofis, actually.””Oh, I see,” Poseidon said. “A shame. I quite like blowfish. I am Poseidon.””Poseidon? That’s an interesting name.””Yes, I like it. I’ve gone by other names, but I do prefer Poseidon.””Like the god of the sea.””Very much like that, yes””Well!” My mother interrupted. “Um, were so glad you could drop by. Paul, this is Percy’s father.””Ah.” Paul nodded, though he didn’t look real pleased. “I see.”Poseidon smiled at me. “There you are, my boy. And Tyson, hello, son!””Daddy!” Tyson [shouted]…Paul’s jaw dropped. He stared at my mother. “Tyson is…””Not mine,” she promised. “It’s a long story.”