It can be a fantasy, a coming-of-age story, or a work that deals with disability and prejudice, depending on how the reader takes it. Annie is the 13-year-old only child of a single mom. She used to go to school, but her friends called her stupid because she couldn't keep up, and her teachers eventually gave up on her. She also suffered from an illness that caused her to faint and collapse repeatedly, so she had to quit school.
But Annie is happy. She has her mom, who is always full of tales(not tails), and the sea by her side.
One day, Annie insists that her mom tell her the story of her real father, not the one she always tells her. Mommy begins to tell the story of her real father. The real one, who came up from the sea, had fins on his back, and webbed hands and feet. Just then, photographer Benn walks by and snaps a photo of Mom and Annie lying on the beach talking. In the photo, Annie somehow looks like a real mermaid. Maybe that's why she kept falling down in the water?
The strange thing is that after that, Annie stopped falling down. She was able to concentrate on her studies and was able to go back to school. How can we interpret all this?
That accepting yourself as you are is more important than anything else? That Annie might actually be the daughter of a mermaid? I don't know.
Whatever it is, how fortunate she is to be free, not only in the sea, but also on land.
Throughout the book, I kept thinking how wonderful it would be to make an Irish movie out of this story (even though the setting isn't Irish, and the author isn't Irish): a free-spirited mother who brings stones and shells she picks up from the beach to life with stories; a thirteen-year-old girl who doesn't fit in, but is as innocent as any child could be; a photographer who travels to capture the world's stories on camera; and the sea. (And lemonade and beer and songs.) Sounds like a perfect Irish movie, doesn't it?