Annabeth's POV (point of view)
Annabeth was at the kitchen table one afternoon thinking how good it was to be free of monsters for a while, and now with her kids. I mean sure they had kids who would attract monsters, but the youngest twins were 11 nearly 12. They could defend them selves if needed. Right?
Abby's POV
Sometimes I wish life was less complicated,or more complicated. Sometimes it feels like the world is as slow as molasse. Everything was just two slow or too fast to understand or sometimes even to feel. Sometimes when life is really messed up I like to think of it as a painting. When life gets swilled up the painting is too,but when life is predictable and normal the painting is a picture. She paused and looked up at the sunset with it's vibrant glow cast upon the water. But tonight something seemed to hang in the air like suspense or tension, or maybe even both. Then she wrote "The water casts a beautiful glow across the top of the water. Though it is pretty my focus is not on it but the feeling that hangs in the air." "Abby" Annabeth called,"its time to go inside!"
"Just one more minute please!" Abby called back. Quickly she wrote Until next time. And sprinted off towards the house.
Percy's POV
Percy had just come home when his daughter Abby ran through the door. Her sea green eyes were wild. Her lean athletic body perfectly tanned. Her blond her was loosely pulled into a braid. She was breathing heavily. Just then she froze staring at something behind me.
Grace's POV
I was sitting out on my balcony. (The one that was connected to my room) painting a view of the sunset, when my mom (Annabeth) came out onto the balcony above me and shouted at Abby to come inside.