Acknowledgements
To Paul, my long awaited Prince. Thank you for the endless nights of proofreading and for being so understanding about my need to get this out there. I love you.
To Annabeth, the only thing keeping my son from wreaking havoc now he's no longer under my roof. Thank you for taking care of him.
And to my two treasures, Percy and Estelle, to whom I owe everything I am.
Foreword
You've heard Percy's story, but it begins long before Zeus' master bolt was stolen and his math teacher managed to hijack his field trip. It begins almost fourteen years before that.
Well, maybe the specifics are only a matter of opinion.
I'm one of the lucky ones. My son, despite the number of times he's almost had me fooled, had come back to me every time. And yet I'd always known things would be difficult for us. Admittedly, when an all powerful being told me my son was going to 'smell', my first thought was that maybe I'd have to make a habit out of frequent bath times - so what? - but things are never as simple as that. So here's the origins of Percy's story. Or maybe it's my story. Either way, it has the same happy ending.
In memory of my Young Donna days spent on the beach in Montauk. I miss you. But I wouldn't trade what I have for anything.
Author Note - the real author (sorry!)
Hello, unfortunately I'm not the real Sally Jackson, but my idea for this was to write it as though she had written it. This means even though this chapter isn't part of the 'book', it adds to it a little and allows me to use asides later in the story.
Im so excited to write this but unfortunately it won't be as frequently updated as my other works - apologies, I've got applications for university this year.
Just a few thoughts and things to note when reading:
There's next to no information about Sally pre-baby besides her parents deaths, her uncles diagnosis and Poseidon. Everything else is my own creative licence so I can only apologise I've missed a detail or altered something without realising.
Something else to note is that I am in love with any headcanon of black Percy, (mostly because I love the dynamic it created with him and Hazel but that's for another day) and so I would've ideally written Sally in the same way. However I am not black and I would hate to portray anything incorrectly or offensively and so for this reason, I'm going to leave that out of this particular fic. It's always something I consider when in first person as I'm not sure it's my perspective to share as a white, British teenager who is already drowning in research about American wages in retail in the 90s.
That all being said, I really hope you enjoy this and stick around for however long I need to get this out at the standard I want.
Thanks for checking this out to begin with. Enjoy.
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