“Don’t do it!” the old woman yelled into the waves. “Don’t do it, you foolish girl! He might be your Prince Charming now, but he’ll be Prince-having-it-off-with-Tina-from-the-chip-shop before you know it. They’re all lying bastards! I should know, I was you fifty years ago. Don’t make the same mistake!
And nobody warns you about leg cramps, or arthritis, or how insanely ugly knees are. And don’t get me started on varicose veins!”
There was a distant splash and the briefest flicker of a shimmering fishtail, then the sea fell silent. The old woman turned away, relieved.
“Bitch.” said Prince Charming.
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