Juliet hadn't been at the beach for long, being this close to land when she couldn't seem to change to human form made her nervous. But she hadn't been able to resist coming in at low tide to sun herself and work on her tan. It wasn't something she'd been able to do stuck in the other place, but she tried not to think about it, it was in the past.
She spotted Cris walking toward her and suppressed a flash of envy. The island worked in mysterious ways, and she couldn't begin to understand how or why it did what it did even if she'd lived here all her life. How come he was able to get legs when she wasn't?