(pb; 2008: third book in The Mermaid Series)
From the back cover:
"Fred the mermaid has taken the bait and chosen Artur, High Prince of the Black Sea, over human marine biologist Thomas. And just in time. The existence of the Undersea Folk is no longer a secret, and someone needs to keep them from floundering in the media spotlight. Fred has all the right skills for the job, but not for when her real father surfaces and his presence complicates matters even more."
Fish Out of Water catches up with Fred and the gang six months after the events of Swimming Without a Net. Fred, acerbic as ever, is now a media-beleaguered world-famous intermediary between "bipeds" (humans) and the Undersea Folk, and, for the most part, it seems to be going well.
Things aren't so rosy with Fred's romantic life. Dating Prince Artur (whom she hasn't yet slept with) seems to be going okay, but potentially divisive, engagement-busting issues crop up between Fred and Prince Artur. One of these issues is the surprising appearance of Fred's long-absent, once-coup-leader father, Farrem. Farrem's re-emergence causes an uproar amongst the Undersea Folk that's only secondary to the uproar of the sudden news that five hundred of the Undersea Folk have disappeared, without a trace. . . Is it linked to the secret Naval base that's located near Fred and her people (human and Undersea Folk)? And, more personal for Fred, does it have anything to do with her father's re-appearance?
Fish Out of Water is less slapstick but no less funny than the first two "Fred the Mermaid" books (its humor, like the humor of Swimming Without a Net, is more situational and plot-serious).
Excellent genre writing here. Check it out.
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