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I pulled up to the hospital, overflowing with impatient anticipation. Leaving the car parked at a crazy angle, I ran to the reception desk and frantically asked where Dutch’s room was. It seemed to take the receptionist an excruciatingly long time to look up his information while I shifted from foot to foot, wringing my hands. I ran for the stairs, too full of anxious energy to wait on the elevator.
I burst into the room to find Abby lying in Dutch’s arms on the hospital bed. He looked up at me in shock.
“Marina!” he cried, his voice hoarse. Abby’s head snapped up. Her swollen eyes took me in and she jumped up, sobbing as she ran over to wrap her arms around me. She started crying too hard to talk.
“It’s all right,” I said soothingly, patting her back. “I’m back.”
“But … but … Ethan said–”
I cut her off. “Where is he?”
She tried to catch her breath. “I d-don’t know. He must have gone home.” She drew back to look at my face, staring at me like she couldn’t believe I was really there. “What happened? How did you get here?”
I kissed her on both cheeks and smiled. “Aunt Abby, it’s a long story. There are a few things you don’t know about my mother.”
“Your dad–” she hiccupped.
I couldn’t stop smiling, happy to see the look of relief on her face. “Call Dad and tell him I’m fine. Tell him I know about Adria, and that it’s okay … I’m okay. I need to go find Ethan now.” I turned to leave.
“Marina,” Dutch called, struggling to sit up. I went to his side and took his outstretched hand.
“Ethan told me what you did, how you knew … I want to thank you, you–you saved my life.” He glanced over at Abby, who was still drawing shuddering breaths. “Find Ethan. I’ve never seen him so torn up.”
I bent down to kiss him on both cheeks. “Take care of Abby,” I said, and raced out to the car.
I drove as fast as I could safely manage to get to Ethan’s apartment. Disappointed to find his truck missing from the parking lot, I sat drumming my fingers on the steering wheel, trying to imagine where he would go.
A flash of inspiration sent me out onto the freeway. I drove south, trying to remember what the exit looked like as I passed farms, fields, and cliffs that were crumbling away into the sea. Turning off the freeway, I rolled down a lonely road to the edge of the bluff. When I saw the blue truck, a tremendous wave of relief washed over me.
I was almost home.
I pulled up and parked, looking around for any sign of him. I remembered the spot where his house would be and hiked across the field towards it, breathing in the earthy smell of the freshly turned soil, noticing the sea breeze skipping lightly across waving tufts of grass. Everything seemed new to me, and I silently thanked God for giving me a fresh start.
A lonely figure was sitting at the edge of the bluff, facing out to sea. Even from a distance I knew it was him, and as I drew closer I called out his name. His head turned, and he rose to his feet as I raced up to him. He looked at me like I was a hallucination.
“Marina?” was all he could choke out before I wrapped my arms around him and kissed his sad and weary face. We fell to our knees, locked in a tight embrace, clinging to each other desperately. I kissed him harder, my hands in his hair, breathing him in like air. He pulled back and took my face in his hands, looking into my eyes.
“Are you really here?” he asked.
“I found out,” I kissed him gently, “that I can breathe underwater.”
Tears of happiness mixed on our cheeks as he kissed my eyes, face and ears.
“I love you,” he said, looking into my eyes. “Don’t ever leave me again.” I remembered how helpless he was, lying in the hospital bed. I never wanted to see him hurt again.
“I won’t … I couldn’t,” I said, and I meant it. My dad and Evie were going to have to do without me. I was finally home.
We stood up and walked along the path, still clinging to each other. We stopped to sit on a grassy spot in the bright sunshine, arms entwined. He asked how I got back, and what had happened after I was taken underwater. I started to slowly recount the whole strange experience, halting at points in amazement at my own words. The memory was already taking on a dreamlike quality, starting to feel as though it had happened to someone else.
Ethan listened quietly as I told him how I’d expected to die, and how strange it felt to start breathing the water into my lungs. I described the mermaid council, the black undersea chamber, and how they all glowed with their own light. I told him how I fought them as they tore at my clothes.
“It was as deep as you said.” I looked out at the sea. “They dragged me all the way down to the bottom, and had their meeting there.”
I described struggling furiously to escape their iron grip, desperate to get back to him. He kissed my wrists where the mermaids had clamped onto me.
“How could you be so brave?” he asked.
“I was thinking of you,” I smiled. “I thought about you telling me to fight them.”
“You saved my dad’s life,” he said as he pressed his lips into my cheek. “He would have died if you hadn’t have known … hadn’t convinced me to go.” He drew a shaky breath, squeezing his eyes shut. “Why did you have to go with them?”
“They wouldn’t help us if I didn’t agree to it.”
“You gave yourself up for him–you could have died.” His voice trailed off and he burrowed his face into my shoulder.
“I had to do it … for you, and for Dutch. He needed me. And poor Abby–” I tried to explain.
His voice was muffled. “I need you.”
I rubbed his back, turning to kiss the side of his head. “It’s over now. I’m not going anywhere.”
“Then what?” he asked, his breath warm on my neck. “How did you get away?” His arms encircled me tighter as though he thought I might disappear like a dream in the morning.
“Something else happened. I started to become one of them. The pain–it was awful at first.” I cringed at the memory, and he straightened up and pulled me close to his chest. I looked up at his face, wondering what his reaction would be. He didn’t seem surprised.
“Afterward, it was like a dream. Like becoming part of the ocean.” I looked out at the horizon, staring at the line where the sea meets the sky. “I started to forget that I was human, it was like being, I don’t know–wild. I could understand what it was to be one of them.” I looked down. “Like my mother,” I said quietly.
He started stroking the back of my neck, whispering, “That’s what I’ve been afraid of all along. I was scared to even say it. I knew your mother changed. I was afraid they were going to take you to replace her.”
“You were right. It was something like that,” I said.
“How did you get away? How did you change back?” he asked again.
“I thought about you, and about my family–everything I couldn’t live without. As long as I focused on you I could fight it off.” I sighed, remembering seeing the lights of the harbor and desperately trying to cling to memories of him. “I’d still be down there if it wasn’t for you.”
“Really?” he asked, smiling for the first time. He tipped my chin up and gave me a lingering kiss that made my toes curl up inside my shoes.
I thought for a minute. “I have no idea how my mom did it. She must have really loved my dad.” I looked at his face, comprehension dawning in my mind. “She must have loved him as much as I love you.” He kissed me again, and I snuggled into him.
“So they just let you go?” he asked.
“Do you remember when Lorelei said they had something for me–my birthright?”
“Yeah,” he said, his face darkening.
I continued, “I gave it up. I traded it to get away.” I smiled at him. “I think they were all surprised, but even though Lorelei was sad about it, she still took me home. She stayed with me while I changed back. She really helped me.”
“Bu
t why did they force you to come with them? I mean, if they were willing to let you go anyway …”
“They didn’t think I’d be able to resist. They thought that once I swam with them I’d never want to leave. They thought I’d be too afraid of the pain to change back. But it’s over now. I don’t think they’ll bother me anymore.”
“Was that it?” he asked. “Is that what you gave up–being one of them?”
“Yes, but it’s more like what I promised to give them, what my mother gave up.” I remembered what Naida said. “How long a time is fifty moons?”
“What?” he asked, confused.
“They wouldn’t take it back right away; they want me to take some time to decide. I don’t understand the moons–I guess that’s how they tell time. After that, I can’t change my mind, or change back.” I shuddered, and a chill ran down my spine, thankfully stopping at my legs.
“Change your mind about what?” he asked, lacing his fingers tightly through mine.
I looked out across the water again. “Immortality. They never get old. They never die.”
He let out a long hard breath. “You could live forever?” He seemed shocked.
“As a mermaid,” I said with a sour face.
He looked down, shaking his head in disbelief. “Yeah, but–still.”
I kissed his ear and whispered, “I’d rather be here with you, right now, than down there forever.”
He looked thoughtful, and was quiet for a moment. “That gives you a little over four years to decide for sure,” he said, looking at me with worried eyes.
I sighed and reached up to stroke his cheek. “I’ve already decided. I don’t want to go back down there ever again.”
He took me in his arms, laying me down on the grass. I rested my head on his shoulder, perfectly content.
His voice rumbled in my ear. “I haven’t been able to get you out of my head from the first minute I saw you. All I’ve been able to think about for months is how to be around you … how to get you to stay. I love you, Marina. I just love the way you … are.”
I burrowed my face in his neck, thinking that I didn’t know it was possible to feel so happy.
He went on, “I should have told you yesterday. I wanted to, but I chickened out.”
I smiled, remembering him in the morning.
“I thought you were gone forever,” he said, stroking my hair. “I thought I’d never get the chance to tell you how much I love you.”
I turned my face up to kiss his jaw. “I love you too.” It felt so good to say it out loud that I shuddered with joy. He held me close, warming me all the way through.
“So you can really see the future,” he mused. He still seemed to be surprised about it.
“Only randomly, and just quick flashes, like pictures.”
“How can that be?” he wondered out loud.
I thought for a minute. “Must be a mermaid thing.”
We both sighed.
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Locked in each other’s arms, we rested quietly for a long time. We both knew we had to get up eventually. We were going to have to get back to work, back to school and back to living our everyday lives. At this perfect moment we just embraced, lying on the grass in the sun, the ocean at our feet. Listening to each other breathe, all we needed was simply to be together, earth and water in perfect harmony.
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-THE END-
Excerpt from book two in the series:
The Moon And The Tide
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The noise picked up again as the helicopter departed, leaving an eerie silence in its wake. I was all alone, stranded in the vast blue Aegean. I swam around aimlessly for a while, circling the small island. The euphoria I’d experienced swimming as a mermaid wasn’t nearly as strong this time; it was overshadowed by an intense loneliness that was like a great crushing pain in my heart. I wanted Ethan and my father, and I was having a difficult time thinking straight. I laid down on the sea floor, sobbing in confusion, my mind clouded with hazy muddled sorrow.
I drifted off to sleep on a bed of sea grass, dreaming of walking through a dense green forest holding hands with Ethan. When I woke it was pitch black, and I held my glowing hands before my eyes in wonder, examining the fine mesh of webbing that had grown between my fingers. I felt better after my sleep, and I stretched out my spine, amazed at the way my backbone ran all the way down to the end of my fin.
Working hard to think rationally, I began circling the island again to look for a suitable spot to transform and come ashore. I would be naked, alone, and on an unknown island where I didn’t speak the language. Most people in Europe knew some English; I just hoped I could get to a phone and contact Evie without any trouble. I wondered if Dad had already called her and told her the truth.
The sky was rosy with dawn when I settled on a small cove that had a path leading up to a little whitewashed house. If I could just find a towel or a blanket maybe I could say I fell off a boat or something … I was swimming back and forth, working up to it, fearful of what might happen. I thought about the attack at the point and was suddenly terrified. I submerged, deciding to circle the island one more time while I worked up my courage.
“Sister! Where did you come from?”
Every hair on my head stood up as I turned toward the first voice I had heard since my father’s. I hovered in the water in shock for a moment, beholding one of the most astounding sights of my entire life.
It was another mermaid, smiling in surprise with wide innocent eyes that were a familiar shade of light icy blue.
She looked exactly like Evie.
Marina’s story continues…
The Moon And The Tide
Marina’s Tales #2
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The cement ship in Aptos.
The ship’s deck – Now taken over by seabirds.
Creepy under the pier waters.
Lazing sea lions.
The roller coaster in Santa Cruz.
Made of wood :)
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Other books by Derrolyn Anderson:
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“The Moon and the Tide – Marina’s Tales #2”
“The Fate of the Muse – Marina’s Tales #3 ”
“The Turning Tides – Marina’s Tale’s #4”
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“The Athena Effect – #1”
“The Mackenzie Legacy – The Athena Effect #2”
“The Caledonian Inheritance – The Athena Effect #3”
“The Redcastle Redemption – The Athena Effect #4”
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And coming out in late 2014 – “After Last Call”
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