TITLE: The Sirens of Falkeld
GENRE: YA Fantasy
"Kade, m'boy, ne'er fall in love wi' a mhara. They cannae be trusted."
"The mhara are just stories, Gaffer," I toss a ball to Agnes. She jumps, shying away, then nudges it with her wet puppy nose.
"Aye," Gaffer puts a weathered hand on my shoulder. His voice sounds far away. "But danae forget, boy, that thar's a bit o' truth in every tale."
I follow his eyes to the docks, where Da is checking his nets and testing the line. His gaze slips to the bay. He misses a beat, and has to retie a knot in the rope. "The sea is a tricky mistress," Gaffer mutters.
Gathering Agnes in my arms, I nuzzle into her downy fur and count to nine softly in her ear. It's my birthday today. We have a cake at home, with white, puffy frosting that looks like sea foam. I squeeze Agnes, and wish, for a moment, that I had a da like Brayan's, who ran a store and didn't love the sea.
Gaffer rises. "I'll be back, Kade. I moost 'ave a wee chat wi' yer da." He winks, messing my hair. Agnes nips at his heels as he walks away.
Da sees Gaffer coming and his Sea Eyes turn wary. Agnes finds a stick and brings it to me. I wrestle it from her while I watch Gaffer talk, even though I already know: Gaffer will not get what he wants. Nor will I. Not when Da has the sea in his eyes.