I knew what Saint Dane was sensing. I knew why he was confused. he thought I was done. He thought we were done. He was wrong, and that’s what he was sensing. He felt our presence.
I went to the four levers. None of them were marked. There was only one way to figure out which one was the right one. I had to call upon all my Traveler experience and special powers to figure it out. It’s called…Eenie, meenie, miney…mo!” -Bobby Pendragon
Trolling for girls at the beach was okay by me, but I didn’t want it to be our sole focus. Besides, the girls I liked had more interesting things to do than spend every waking moment sitting around at the beach comparing tans.
I’ve made mistakes. More than my share. Hopefully, I’ve learned from them, but can’t guarentee anything. There’s only one thing I can promise. I’m taking this to the end.” -Bobby Pendragon
