Cursed to the Sea

Mother may I go out to swim, Yes my darling daughter, Hang your clothes up neat and trim But don't go near the water.

My Guardian Angel

"You'll be safe now." My protector whispers into my ear. "My protector." I murmur, happy I was able to get something out. My protector chuckles. "Yeah, something like that." He says. Then footsteps go down porch steps and a car starts, then the car sounds fade away and I fall asleep. *** Ivy is a regular eighteen...