My leather dress clung tight to tired, wet skin. At almost seven-foot-tall, I was a woman that obtained attention around humans far too quickly. Thin, my shoulder blades stuck through just below my long, cylindrical neck. It will be my last visit to say goodbye to a family of humans called the Simons.

Every year my lifelong love and I traveled to California to swim and play with their two children, Sam and Sarah.

Beloved was my mate Bjorn. He and I were childless, so we loved the parents and the two children as if they were our kind.

Voyaging far in the wild sea with eyes as green as the kelp that floated about the ocean floor. My hair was as long as my tail, which was the longest in our clan. The males were envious of this, as it made me easily the fastest…