The girl sat on the edge of the wharf, swinging her dark brown legs. Shirt too small, pants too short. All pain and stains and frays.
I reached out my scaled blue hand, beckoning.
She would learn to breathe underwater.
After all, I did.
Kaitlynn McShea is a teacher and writer based in Indianapolis, Indiana. When she isn’t teaching her fourth-graders or her Pilates clients, you can find her sipping on a green tea latte in Starbucks or in the corner of a library. She specializes in all things fantasy, including middle-grade, young adult, short stories, and flash fiction.