Excerpt of Fish Out of Water
Studying my reflection, I
take in the garment the woman at the store referred to as a swim suit.
When I was revolted by the original two slips of fabric that she tried
to convince me were common, she got me what she referred to as much more
modest. A one piece thing, it’s different from anything I’ve ever worn
before. More modest than the two slip piece, but the thought of swimming
without a skirt around my upper fin- leg- but it would become a fin in
the water- had me grabbing at a skirt made of the same material.
Wait-
my fin will return when immersed in water. Which will be good, if I’m
to practice time jumping again. But will it be the best time and place?
These two-leggeds don’t seem to have the best grasp of magic, based on
Brandon’s reaction to my returned voice and fear of what it would do to
James.
So I’ll have to
avoid the one place I want to go. At least until I’m alone. Because if I
can’t leave tonight, I can’t risk losing my place here somehow. Can’t
risk losing my close position to Brandon.
I hate having to doubt my own abilities. It was never something I had to do before, at least since coming into my own.
But I guess Cerce stole that from me, too.
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