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The creature swam in a slow circle, her silver-gray tail rippling in a steady motion that reminded Darcy of the summer she learned the butterfly stroke. She’d expected the mermaid to be bigger, closer to human sized, instead of measuring barely four feet long, tail included. Darcy hadn't gotten a glimpse of her face yet, but the rest of her body was littered with barnacles and a film of grime that made her want to get the hose out, spray the creature down, see what she was really like under all that…ocean.
