Mermaid
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The pool churns like the spin cycle of the washing machine. Waves splash on my ankles. "What?" I whisper. "What now?"
You.
It is the color of the Caribbean. In the shallows, I can suddenly spot porpoises, parrot fish, Portuguese men-of-war. Bright brain coral sets the deep end on fire.
It's been a long time since I had a swim.
Without thinking about what I'm doing, I stand and peel off my clothes. I walk the diving board like a plank.
The moment my hands break the surface of the water, mist rises, and there she is. Perfect and tiny, the size of a kumquat. Her skin the pink inside of a seashell. Her arms crossed. Her heartbeat a rebel drum, not that terrible hurricane of silence underneath the ultrasound wand.
Sometimes these things just happen.
There's no scientific explanation.
But I knew it was my fault. I knew even as I swam with the sharks that day, as fish slipped over my feet and ankles, that I could not stay afloat.
I think of the air tube rising to the surface of the mermaid tank. And I sink.
Then a hand cuts through the velvet underground and wraps around my wrist. Nick drags me out of the pool, into the heaviness of here. He is dripping over me. "God," he whispers. "I'm sorry."
They come the next day with their pumps and their bulldozers, with truckloads of fill. They suck the water from the pool and crack the gunite, taking it away in giant pieces. A reverse puzzle.
Nick and I sit with our shoulders touching, watching as soil is dumped into the hole left by the pool. He has not let me out of his sight. He drove me to Dr. Fisher's office, and back. He cried with me when I told him the truth. I cannot help but think that this landscaping is a burial. I'm just not sure what is in the grave.
When the pit is level, Nick walks to the edge. "We'll get grass seed," he says. "Or wildflowers."
He steps onto the diving board, which remains like a scar, a visual oxymoron. After a few bounces, Nick leaps into the dirt. His bare feet leave an impression. Then he holds out his hand. "Come in for a dip?" he says, an invitation.
I walk over what used to be water. I wonder how long it will take for things to grow.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Photo (c) 2017 Deborah Feingold
Jodi Picoult is the #1 bestselling author of twenty-four novels, including Songs of the Humpback Whale (1992), My Sister's Keeper (2004), Nineteen Minutes (2007), Sing You Home (2011), Lone Wolf (2012), The Storyteller (2013), and Leaving Time (2014), and two young adult novels, Between the Lines (2012) and Off the Page (2014), which were cowritten with her daughter, Samantha van Leer. Her most recent novel, Small Great Things, published in October 2016, was an instant #1 New York Times bestseller. Her books have been translated into thirty-four languages in thirty-five countries. Four novels--The Pact, Plain Truth, The Tenth Circle, and Salem Falls--have been made into television movies. My Sister's Keeper was a big-screen release from New Line Cinema, with Nick Cassavetes directing and Cameron Diaz starring. Small Great Things has been optioned for motion-picture adaptation by Amblin Entertainment and is set to star Viola Davis and Julia Roberts. Picoult is also currently developing a Broadway musical based on her YA novels. She is the recipient of many awards, including a New England Book Award, an Alex Award from the Young Adult Library Services Association, a lifetime achievement award for mainstream fiction from the Romance Writers of America, and a New Hampshire Literary Award. She holds honorary doctorates from Dartmouth College and the University of New Haven. She is also a member of the advisory board for VIDA: Women in Literary Arts. Picoult lives in New Hampshire with her husband. They have three children.
ALSO BY JODI PICOULT
Small Great Things Leaving Time The Storyteller Lone Wolf
Sing You Home House Rules
Handle with Care Change of Heart Nineteen Minutes The Tenth Circle Vanishing Acts My Sister's Keeper Second Glance Perfect Match Salem Falls
Plain Truth
Keeping Faith The Pact
Mercy
Picture Perfect Harvesting the Heart Songs of the Humpback Whale For YA Between the Lines Off the Page And for the Stage Over the Moon: An Original Musical for Teens
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, organizations, places, events, and incidents are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Text copyright (c) 2017 by Jodi Picoult All rights reserved.
Cover design: Belief Agency Videography and photography by Belief Agency, except where noted.
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CAST AND CREW
Hope: Virginia Hankins
Production by Belief Agency Director: Jesse Bryan
Producers: Jonathan Dunn and David Schultz Director of Photography: Andy Maier Camera Operators: David Faddis and Ryan Ford Underwater Camera Operator: David McDonald Post Production and VFX: Andy Maier Layout Art Director: Ryan Clark Layout Design and Art: Matthew Naylor Special thanks to the Aquarium of the Pacific in Long Beach, California.