TITLE: Forest of the Sea
GENRE: MG Fantasy
Yesterday was the last time I’d see Grandma. The mermaid story Grandma told last night was the last one I’d ever hear.
“Mom, I’m going to draw,” I said before turning the knob on the door.
Two steps and I’d be out of the house. Away from the gloom and tears. No more murmurs of the fire or how horrible it was that Grandma was no longer with us. Ten minutes to the beach where I’d spend the summer drawing, sketching, perfecting my charcoal skills.
“No. We have guests. You’ll stay until everyone is gone.”
I shook my head. “Please. I don’t want to stay. You and Dad know these people. I don’t. Please let me go.”
While I waited for Mom’s answer I shifted the backpack hanging on my back. The straps pressed into my shoulders since it was stuffed full of art supplies. Spending the rest of the day at the two-thousand year-old forest buried by the sands of the sea sounded a lot better than constantly thinking about Grandma. No one liked to do it, especially me. Besides, I was pretty sure she’d rather I picnic on the rock near the beach and make up stories about what happened to the forest than bury my head in my hands and cry all day.
One of my favorites was the story about how the tree trunks reached far beneath the land into the sea. They were a passageway to the world of mermaids Grandma liked to talk about.