“Mermaids?” “Mermaids.” “Mermaids?” she repeats with a different inflection. “Mermaids,” I mimic her accent. “Why?” “Why not?” I chuckle. “I was browsing online to see if I could find something to pull me out of this slump, and look…” Notice: JavaScript is required for this content.
That magic month every year in which we can all become our true selves. I mean, mermaids. That would be mermaids, in case you were wondering. Notice: JavaScript is required for this content.