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“I wish I had never written back to you. I wish I had chosen a different name out of that damn hat back in fifth grade.” It hurts to hear her say that. “Do you really mean that?” “Yes.” Her voice sounds lower now, like she’s sitting on the floor. I lower myself to the floor so that we’re at the same level.”
― Donna Marchetti, Hate Mail

“Last thing.” Hermes looked at me. “She said to tell Percy: ‘Remember the rivers.’ And, um, something about staying away from her daughter.” I’m not sure whose face was redder: Annabeth’s or mine.”
― Rick Riordan, The Last Olympian

“I should have burned it,” she said. “I should have burned all of them. In fact.” She turned out of the room, headed for the kitchen. I followed. She opened a couple of drawers and then, finding a candle lighter, she smiled even wider and held it up. “Time to say goodbye to Naomi.”
― Donna Marchetti, Hate Mail

“I’m sorry, Luca.”
― Donna Marchetti, Hate Mail