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The Summer of
Moonlight Secrets
“"Hey!”" I yell.
I don’t know who I’'m yelling at; I can’t see them. But I was lying out on the concrete pad around Hope Springs—, Hope Springs Eternal, if you want the full name— with my face turned up to the sun, letting it press its golden rays on my face. Later today, the sun will fry the skin right off your bones.
So I was lying here all peaceful. Quiet. No tourists, which are the worst kind of trespassers. Until suddenly I hear a crash, someone jumping into the water on the other side.
I sit up real straight, lean forward, and watch as a girl glides through the water, fast as a sailfish. Her hair flows behind her like a fin and she flashes with color. I sit even straighter now; why is she wearing regular clothes in the water?
Two hands grip the edge of the wall that surrounds the springhead, and she rises from the water.
"“Hey!”" I yell again, recoiling from the ice-cold splatters.
Water streams down her face, causing her to squeeze her eyes. She pushes her hair back and pops her eyes open. They are as black as midnight.
She smiles at me as she hoists herself out of the water, fully clothed in jean shorts and a black and purple T-shirt. “"Hello to you,”" she says.
I gape at her.
She'’s so pretty. Her long, dark hair shimmers with blue, reflecting the sun and water. She leans her head to the side, grabs her hair into a twist, and squeezes the water out.
Pointing to the hotel, she asks, “"Would that door be open?”"
I nod dumbly.
She flashes her Colgate smile again and winks at me.
I turn and watch as she glides up the lawn to The Meriwether. She barely pauses as she passes
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