A merman.
A mythical creature.
The most handsome of them all.
The male equivalent of a mermaid.
Aria Davidson wasn't expecting to see one with her own eyes.
When the workers from the aquarium that Aria works to find an actual breathing merman,
Wi...
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"Hello, Mrs. Black!" I said happily.
I put my backpack on a nearby chair and kissed Mrs. Black cheek.
Mrs. Black, an old cute woman that always manages to have a smile on her face.
She was like the mother I only had when I was three, and for that, I'm forever grateful.
I knew her before I even worked at the Santa Monica Aquarium, her being one of the closest of all of our family friends.
My mom died while she was on a cruise ship with my dad. There was a big storm and Mom sacrificed herself to save him.
My dad always tells me stories about her. He told me that she was a selfless and beautiful soul, caring for everyone, even those who didn't deserve her kindness. A brave and strong woman.
She had beautiful blonde hair and mystical green eyes.
I didn't get any of her features. I was a spitting image of Dad.
I only have one photograph with her in it.
Sometimes I wish I looked like her.
Maybe, when I would look in the mirror, I would feel connected to her, knowing that she will always be there for me.
I wish I knew her more. I don't have any memories of her.
It was always just the two of us. Dad and I.
I shook my head.
Santa Monica Aquarium is a big, yet still homey place that has all the tourists crazy about.
It was Mom's favorite place, and that is one of the reasons I work here.
To feel more connected with someone I only know from Dad's memories.
"Good morning, Sweetie. How are you doing?"
"I'm doing fine. What about you?"
" Great, honey," she responded warmly.
I smiled at her and walked to the assignment board.
My eyes scanned the white sheet until it landed on my name.
Aria Davidson.
Cleaning duty.
" See you later Mrs. Black!" I called out as I opened the door.
I heard a distant goodbye.
I was met with blue walls and glass tanks with plenty of colorful fish inside.
I sighed happily.
I walked up to one of the tanks and looked at all the fish that didn't even acknowledge my presence.
All of them were beautiful, decorating the water as they set a calm yet happy mood.
I looked away and started walking to The Deep Ends exhibit.
