VOLUME FIVE: JOINT BUSINESS

Imogen

The fog surrounding my thoughts slowly lifted, leaving me swaying. The water cleared from my surroundings and the dream where I’d been a mermaid swimming with the seahorses stopped making sense. We were having such a pleasant afternoon. Why did it have to end? I made a kickass mermaid.

What had I been doing before I turned into a mermaid?

The further away from the dream I swam, the more my memories ...