Chapter Twenty Eight
I came out of the boat with a strong beating heart. I didn't know what to say or think. In fact I wasn't even sure of what I saw. I constantly wondered if I was dreaming or if it was a figment of my imagination. "A merman? But... mermen don't exist... do they?" The image was still on my mind. He was sitting on the rocks, the water clashed below them and he had... a blue and golden fishtail... I shook my head. That didn't make any sense. There had to be some other rational explanation. I walked and walked and walked until I couldn't walk anymore. When my legs gave up I sat on the sand and the water touched the tips of my toes. It was cold and I didn't want to be cold tonight, so I crossed my legs instead making sure that the water wouldn't touch my toes anymore. "What are you
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