"The sea has a mind of it's own. "
Darin Lockhart used to say to his daughter before the sea took her mother, "It should be respected. "
Iris was adamant on respecting the waters.
She didn't pollute, overstay her welcome or stray into unknown territories.
The day she saw him was a day Iris would never forget.
Out in the Pacific, she was boogie boarding.
It had been a long day and she was tired and ready to eat a nice dinner with her father before heading to college within the week.
He was handsome, this merman.
Young, dark haired, teal eyes..
Muscular with a black and red tail.
Iris was shocked, the merman wasn't.
Before she could react, he winked and dove back into the tides.