Lithified Saints

How can a minor goddess like Sammy compete with cell phones, computers, or cartoon mascots that actively implore people to have candy for breakfast? The days of burnt offerings are long past, and chanting her own name at barbecues just isn't the same.

At least she can make a few bucks returning some sleeping gods to Belize. Easy, right? Of course, that was before everyone and their undead cousin started meddling in her business. With the Mad Doctor attacking her, the Great Hunter helping her, the River Guardians' guardian inserting pizza wizards into her memory, and Death itself taking a playful interest in her, it soon becomes clear that something far bigger is at stake. And this time, sadly, that does not mean a cake big enough to sleep on.