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“Well, you swim,” Ceridwen said. One of Frolic’s little black feet was already in the water before she realized her older sister was still talking. Her head cocked as she listened, though her eyes remained riveted on the little islet.

I wanna see the goos! They can have my teefers, I don’ care! she declared before launching into the shallows.

Many of the adults in her life had already taught Frolic about swimming and water safety. She thought of Aunt Teya and channeled her inner fishy, doggy paddling with all her might toward her destination.