Story #27 for the Story A Day Challenge May 2016 and doing double duty as my Friday Fictioneer entry
The Right Place
The “beach” as the hotel called it, had no sand or seashells. Lyndon wondered if he was in the right place. Still, he thought it had an air of mystery: solid, dark boulders against fluid, transparent waves. He lifted up his face to the waves’ mist.
Lyndon got the feeling someone was watching him. The shore was deserted, but in the shallow water a mermaid appeared, swimming back and forth.
The hotel concierge heard the wind carrying the last notes of the mermaid’s song. He made a note to clean out Lyndon’s room, knowing the young man would not return.
To read other Friday Fictioneer stories based on this photo, select the smiley blue frog.
Here’s another Friday Fictioneer mermaid story by P.S. Joshi.