“The older lady harrumphed. “I warned you, daughter. This scoundrel Hades is no good. You could’ve married the god of doctors or the god of lawyers, but noooo. You had to eat the pomegranate.” “Mother – ” “And get stuck in the Underworld!” “Mother, please – ” “And here it is August, and do you come home like you’re supposed to? Do you ever think about your poor lonely mother?” “DEMETER!” Hades shouted.”
