Juliet and OTA
It had been a great time in Cuba so far, and Juliet was trying to soak up as much of it as she could in what time she had left. It would have to hold her over until either another door opened up to someplace warm or the island itself got warm enough for spending time on the beach. She'd spent most of her time yesterday sunbathing or playing with her uncle Jake and his friend Aaron, both of whom were still five years old.
Today though had been about quality time between her and the ocean, and Juliet found herself wishing (not aloud, lest the island get any ideas) that she had Micha's ability to transform into a mermaid. There was just something about swimming that made her reluctant to get out of the water. Finally though even she'd had enough and Juliet emerged from the waves in her bikini headed for her towel to dry off and toss on a coverup before her father had a heart attack. It wouldn't do to break him before she and her siblings had even been conceived.