Her life was beyond normal. She began her life special, in perfect care of something nobody knew was capable of keeping a little girl safe. She had a secret admirer, different than one might lable admirer more as a figment of imagination. She could hear him though. His soft whisper, cooing to her in the warm California air. Her life as a child, seeming normal to others, maybe an imaginary friend here and there, but nothing like he was to her. He soothed her boo-boos, careful of salt, as it could burn an ouchie. She'd giggle and splash in the cold winter water he offered. It didn't seem strange to others. A little girl with an early fasination for the ocean. He knew it was more, she felt him as he did her.