Fathom by Ashley L. Knight

Author:Ashley L. Knight [Knight, Ashley L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mermaids, Young Adult
Publisher: Crossroad Press
Published: 2013-06-28T16:00:00+00:00

I stood in a room completely foreign to me. Neon stars and moons glowed all over the walls and the ceiling, giving the illusion of floating in space. A small bed stood in the corner, and next to it, a bedside table with a nightlight of a fairy sleeping on a mushroom. It was sweet and unusual. Inching closer, I touched the fairy’s colorfully lighted wings and was surprised they were cool to the touch.

A contented sigh drifted from underneath the covers and I froze, unsure what I should do. The person in the bed shifted and the covers pulled back to reveal a beautiful little girl. She looked about four years old. Her long blonde hair lay in ringlets on her pillow. Long black eyelashes lightly kissed her chubby cheek. She reminded me of Naira.

I leaned forward and stroked her forehead as my mom used to do to me when I was little. Her long lashes opened and she stared right at me.

“Hi Mama,” she said in a tiny, groggy voice and held her arms up to me.

“Hi,” I stammered and sat down on the edge of the bed. She climbed into my lap and began to suck her thumb.

“Daddy says I dream you,” she said sleepily.

“Dream me?”

She nodded and sighed. “But I know you’re real.”

I looked about the room, my eyes perfectly adjusted to the darkened room. Above her bed the name ‘Leigh’ was painted onto a little sign. On the opposite wall, just above a little desk and chair, hung a few family photos.

She began to twitch slightly and I knew she had already fallen back asleep. Carefully, I tucked her back into her bed and when I finished, walked across the room to take a closer look at the pictures.

In the first picture, she and Thayde were holding each other in a tight embrace, their faces smooshed against each other. The second was of my mom and Tammer. The third, was Thayde and I, lip locked in a cute kiss. I realized that this child, Leigh, must be ours.

The door cracked, startling me, and a dark haired man walked quietly into the room and knelt next to the bed. It was Thayde. Taking Leigh’s little hand in his, he kissed it lightly. She opened an eye.

“Mama was here again.”

He bowed his head and held her hand to his cheek. “Oh yeah, sweet pea?” His voice cracked.

“She stayed a little,” Leigh drifted back to sleep. Thayde kissed her forehead and stood. I followed him as he left the room. He walked into a small, cozy living room and stood in front of an open fireplace. On the mantle were more photos of us and Leigh. He was looking at one in particular – a lovely black and white picture of me, only it was an older me. He held his face in his hands and dropped to his knees.

“Morgan,” he moaned and began to cry. My heart sank as I realized I was dead.

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