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Toby would have loved living in a hotel—had he been allowed to slide down the banisters, sleep in a different bed every night, and hang around in the kitchen waiting to lick out the cake bowl. But of course he wasn’t allowed to do any of those things.
The Fish in Room 11 by Heather Dyer
Question of the Day: Would you rather fly, or be able to breathe under water?
Of all the merfolk, Keeper loved Yemaya best. Goddess of the deep. Yemaya. If you gave her a gift, she might grant a wish.
With a blue moon approaching, the promise of family traditions, natural wonders, and happy changes fill Keeper with anticipation. Until she goes and ruins everything. To make everything right again, Keeper sets out to make an important wish to Yemaya, the Big Mama of the ocean.
Wishes. Before today, Keeper had made plenty of wishes, like wishes on falling stars and wishes on rainbows and wishes on wishbones, all kinds of small wishes, like for Hershey’s Kisses with almonds and tie-dyed shoelaces. But now she needed a big wish, a giant wish.
Keeper didn’t know anyone else who had a resident seagull. How great was that? And they’d had one for five years—ever since that night when Captain had crash-landed into their kitchen window.
Toby would have loved living in a hotel—had he been allowed to slide down the banisters, sleep in a different bed every night, and hang around in the kitchen waiting to lick out the cake bowl. But of course he wasn’t allowed to do any of those things.
Elza Kinde 