Happy Easter! I have nothing Easter related for you guys, but here's a cute family thing.

Also this kind of commemorates Richard Griffiths, the actor who played Uncle Vernon in the Harry Potter films. You played your role well and you were a swell guy who'll be missed, Mr Griffiths. And to take back his famous line "No post on Sundays", a lot of people are considering avoiding posting on social networking sites, so you're invited to look at that if you want.


First Print

In the style of Sally and Percy Jackson, Paul and Genevieve Blofis

"Did it get here?" Paul called from the kitchen.

"Show us, Mom!" Percy called. She tore open the package right at the door and smiled as she saw the cover. She looked at the book from all angles, smiling to herself.

"Mom!" Percy called again.

"Mama," Genevieve's tiny voice chimed in.

Sally wandered back into the kitchen and held up the first print of her book proudly. Even Genevieve caught on and clapped.

She handed it to Percy as Paul dried his hands from the dishwater. Percy moved Genevieve around so she was propped up on his hip and he could look at the book properly.

"That's a bada…" he glanced at Genevieve. "A cover I'd actually consider touching in a library," Percy said. That was the highest praise her son could give a book.

She had to admit it looked very good, and the title's font was fantastic. The Affair of Spades had tiny spades instead of the letter 'a', and the cover was a hand drawn man sporting a trench coat, playing cards swirling around him like leaves in an autumn wind.

Paul opened the book and read the summary.

"The death of Carter Hart shook the world of 1940 New Orleans like the war destroying Europe overseas. As the list of victims expands from Gustavo O. Fisher, the extravagant foreign painter cooking up storms in local galleries, to Eloise Tarot the famous dancer, the plot thickens at an alarming rate. The only clue police have are a series of blood-splattered, shot or muddy playing cards left in the hands of the victims. Is this serial killer playing a giant game with Detective Carlton Brown, or with New Orleans as a whole?"

Genevieve 'read the author profile' and it came out like: "Sally Jackson is my mommy and she wrote a book called the Afraid of Spades but it's not about Go Fish."

"Very close," Percy said, giving his sister a high-five.

Paul read the author profile out loud.

"Sally Jackson has known to read longer than she's known how to talk. The Affair of Spades is her first published novel but the tenth one she's completed. She lives in New York with her husband and two children."

Sally had to bite her lips to stop her smile from splitting her face.

"Can I read it? Is it going to get translated to Greek?" Percy asked. "Or should I wait until the movie?"

"Percy, if you do that your mother will disown you and I won't be able to stop her." Paul said.

"There won't be a movie," she mumbled, taking Genevieve from her son's arms.

"Oh there will so be a movie," Percy said. "And it's going to be so Hollywood famous that they're going to make Piper's dad be in it and they'll ruin the plot- it's a form of admiration for book-to-movie adaptations."

She shot him a look but Percy was smiling at her. "I'm really glad you finally wrote it, Mom."

She wrapped her arm around his shoulder and gave him a squeeze. "Me too, sweetheart. And I promise I'll translate it to Greek so you can read it."

"Mom, I'd read it anyways," he smiled. "Well, when Paul's done."

Paul already had his nose buried in her book.