I now know how Lucas got my clothes from the car to his closet without batting an eyelid, and I’m sitting here with my eyes closed, trying to do the same thing, teleport something from one place to another. It’s embedded in a mermaid’s DNA to teleport ourselves from one body of water to another. We technically didn’t learn it. We could just do it. The way Lucas was describing what he does is the same thing I do when I need to get to the mermaid kingdom, I just need to scale it back a bit.
I originally thought of my stuffed wolf, Sparty. My nana gave him to me when I was a baby, and he has been with me, everywhere I go. I decided to get something entirely different. I concentrate on what I want, like I do when I want to swim somewhere specific.
Holding out my hand; “A fly swatter?” Peter
