Mermaid Makeover (194 Words)
“My tail’s drying out again! Cora, please!”
Dutifully, Cora emptied another bucket of salt water over her younger sister’s tail. The blue fish scales gleamed like jewels in the evening light.
“You know,” said Cora. “I really don’t think he cares about your hair.”
Anemone ignored her. She studied herself anxiously in the mirror. The looking glass was buried to its handle in sand, but it wouldn’t last when the tide came in. The mermaid struggled with her hair, her black curls stubborn with sea salt.
“How do I look?” she asked when she finished.