Miguel wasn’t too keen on going out in the water alone. He had heard rumors about people getting lost or dragged under from getting too close to apparent ‘sea’ people.

He rummaged through his box of supplies, his mind somewhere else. Maybe he could tell Gabriella how the little boat trip was. Then again, it’d seem to boost his ego more if he told Peter a story.

He froze when he heard someone singing in the distance, lifting his head and squinting his eyes.