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    Mermaid Inc: A Special Gifts Paranormal Romantic Comedy Novella, #3
    Mermaid Inc: A Special Gifts Paranormal Romantic Comedy Novella, #3
    Mermaid Inc: A Special Gifts Paranormal Romantic Comedy Novella, #3
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    Mermaid Inc: A Special Gifts Paranormal Romantic Comedy Novella, #3

    By Caroline Mickelson

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    Adamantly opposed to commercial whaling, Miranda happily trades her fin for human legs when she's given the opportunity to work as a maid for a man in charge of public relations for a large Japanese whaling firm.

    Miranda soon finds out that she loves pedicures, favors bikinis over clamshells, and that she's a natural disaster when it comes to human housework. There's so much about the human world she doesn't understand. Why does Justin Lockheed, her handsome boss, make her heart race and her knees weak? And just what is she supposed to do when it comes time to choose between advancing her cause and destroying his career?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBon Accord Press
    Release dateJan 17, 2015
    ISBN9781507040935
    Mermaid Inc: A Special Gifts Paranormal Romantic Comedy Novella, #3

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      Mermaid Inc - Caroline Mickelson

      1

      The late morning sun sparkled over the coastal waters of southern California, its bright rays gave the water’s surface a glittery diamond cut appearance. Sea gulls soared in the clear blue sky, their calls to each other a melodic accompaniment to the gentle lapping of the surf against land. Appreciating a rare moment of inactivity, Miranda floated on her back, her reddish gold hair spread around her. The warm sun felt luxurious against her skin. She pulled her clam shells just a bit lower so that the sun could bronze her alabaster skin.

      Occasionally her fin flicked just above the surface. If going to live on land was anything as relaxing as this, she was bound to enjoy her time there. After, of course, she accomplished her mission.

      Miranda glanced back up at the sun. Judging by its position in the sky, she should get back down below the surface so she could attend her last debriefing before she traded her fin for a set of legs. Legs! The very idea sent a wave of excitement through her, right down to the tip of her tail. From the time she’d first seen humans dancing on the deck of a cruise ship, she’d wanted to know what it would be like to have two stilt-like appendages instead of a tail. Now she was going to find out. But first things first, she needed to get a pair.

      She dove down under the surface and swam directly to her uncle’s sea cave. Instinct told her that she’d best bid farewell to her uncle before she went to get her legs. While Uncle Seamus, her dearest and only living relative, reluctantly supported her above-the-surface mission in principle, she loved him too much to force him to see her with legs. As tough as the old merman was, Miranda knew he’d shed major scales at the sight of her with toes.

      Uncle Seamus? Miranda poked her head into the undersea grotto her uncle called home. I’ve come to say goodbye. When there was no answer she called out again, I know you’re here. Mrs. Clamson next door told me you haven’t left your cave today.

      That woman doesn’t know when to keep her shell shut. With one powerful flick of his tail her Uncle Seamus swam down and enveloped Miranda in a hug. I’ve been floating around trying to figure out what it is about the surface that fascinates you so much.

      Miranda didn’t bother to try to explain. Surely if her uncle was ever going to understand her interest in all things human, he would have done so the first seven hundred times she’d tried to explain it to him. You don’t have to worry so much.

      His bushy white eyebrows rose. Apparently I do, at least until you return. He frowned. Are you absolutely certain you want to do this?

      Positively certain, Miranda assured him. Uncle Seamus, I’m completely committed to the task the Undersea Rescue Society has given me. And I believe deep down that you know this is an important opportunity to stick it to the sickos who are determined to slaughter innocent whales. She cocked her head to the side. So, do I have your blessing to go?

      When you put it like that, I have to agree, don’t I? The merman nodded. You have my reluctant blessing. He sighed and waved his hands in the direction of her tail. You do understand that if you go through with this plan you’re going to need a set of legs. His distasteful expression made it clear exactly what he thought of the idea of his niece with human limbs.

      Miranda, however, had no such qualms. She was thrilled at the idea of having legs, ankles, and toes. She wanted to try on strappy sandals and curl her toes into the wet sand but she knew her uncle well enough to keep her excitement from showing. A far better course of action would be to prove to him that she understood the job at hand. I’ll get in, do what I need to do, and I’ll be back underwater before you know it.

      His expression was grave. First things first, my niece, I need to be certain you understand the duties, and consequences, of what you’re about to undertake.

      The duties I have down pat, Miranda assured him.

      He shook his head ruefully. You cannot convince me that you have any idea how to clean in the human world. You don’t even know what kind of messes they make.

      Neither do you, Uncle.

      He snorted. Nor do I want to know. But let us not argue about the two-legged race again. Instead tell me how you plan to make it look like you’ve been a maid before.

      Miranda shrugged. I can read. There must be instructions somewhere? If not, no biggie. A little salt water would probably do wonders on human dirt.

      Niece, what the human’s call dusting is actually the removal of dust, and not the distribution of it. You knew that, right?

      Of course I did.

      Her uncle rolled his eyes at her obvious lie. Moving on. Can you assure me that you’re completely aware of the consequences if you fail to return in time?

      Because her uncle looked all too serious, she tried for a bit of levity. The biggest threat I perceive is that I’ll amass a shoe collection that I won’t want to leave behind.

      Not funny, Miranda. He slapped his forehead. Holy seaweed, I knew this was a mistake.

      I’m sorry. I’ll be serious, Uncle Seamus. Let’s start at the beginning. Here’s how it’s going to go – first I get my legs, then I scale the cliff, next I infiltrate Lockheed’s house, at which point I figure out what his public relations campaign is, and finally I report back to you and the Council so that we can thwart his plans. That’s it.

      Her uncle swam in rapid circles around the grotto. You’re making it sound too simple. You remind me of your Aunt Coral.

      Miranda smiled. I remember Aunt Coral as effervescent, fun loving, brave and very beautiful. So I thank you for the compliment.

      The merman came to an abrupt stop. She was all those things and I loved her dearly, as I do you. But she was also reckless, naïve and ended up as sea foam. Which is exactly how you’re going to end up if you’re not back in fourteen days.

      Miranda suddenly felt a bit less flip. Sea foam.

      He nodded gravely. Sea foam. He reached out for her hand and squeezed it. What you’re willing to do is brave and will be of an inordinate help as we fight the monsters who slaughter whales. But you need to get back here before the two weeks are up. No delays and no exceptions. None. Understood?

      Miranda nodded. All teasing aside, I do understand what’s at stake. I can do this, Uncle Seamus. I know I can.

      The merman held out his arms and hugged her tight. I pray you’re right. He swam with her to the edge of his cave and waved as she departed. I’ll see you in a few days, my dear.

      Miranda waved back, forcing herself to smile despite the sudden uncertainty that washed over her. A few days? From his lips to Poseidon’s ears.

      Please don’t make me do this, Miranda. There has to be some other way.

      Miranda eyed the pink tailed mermaid that had been one of her best friends since their first day in fin-school. Chelsea, you can’t flip out on me now. We’ve taken this from a germ of an idea all the way through committee approval. Now isn’t the time to bail.

      Ha, speak for yourself. Chelsea did several quick somersaults in place, a long time habit Miranda knew meant her friend was nervous. I could happily quit now.

      Miranda hadn’t expected this. Together she and Chelsea had hatched the idea that the Undersea Rescue Society transform a mer-person into a human and send them onto land. With passion and purpose they’d talked enough people into supporting their idea that they’d easily won committee approval when it’d come to a vote.

      And now her friend thought Miranda would let her wiggle out of seeing this through? As if.

      Fine, Miranda said. You can quit just as soon as you set me up with a set of legs.

      Chelsea shook her head vehemently. No, no, no and no. I refuse to discuss this any further. And that’s my final word on the subject.

      Miranda waited patiently. Words were Chelsea’s stock in trade and her final word was never quite final.

      And furthermore, Chelsea added, I think you’ve lost your mind.

      Let’s not focus on what I’ve lost, Miranda kept her voice low, soothing. Her friend was a classic type AA personality and tended to make a tsunami out of the littlest wave. But she was good

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