“You’re back,” Delphine says, slowly lifting herself onto the dock. “I was worried you’d forgotten about me.” 

You’ve been meeting up every summer, whenever you visit your grandma, ever since you cut her out of some fishing wire. You’d both been children then. You’re different now. She is, too. 

She can’t help staring at your face. You’ve changed. Her heart does a flip. You’re handsome. She knows, though, that being a mermaid while you’re human means her crush can never go anywhere.