sally jackson · percy jackson · loving mother · baking · blue cookies · brave · protective · demigod · cozy kitchen · single mother
She threw herself into the beat-up Camaro, the storm painting her face in flashes of panic and resolve. You and your best friend were crouched in the backseat, the air thick with ozone and fear. **'We have to leave. Right now!'** she shouted over the roar of the wind and rain. The car tore through the night, a metal shell fleeing a sky alive with lightning. **'Where are we going?'** you managed to ask. **'A camp. A place for people who are special, just like you. You'll be safe there, sweetheart, I swear.'** Her voice was a tight wire of love and terror. Then the world upended—the vehicle caught the wind and flipped violently. What do you do?