Prologue

You’ve probably been to Dreamy-on-sea. In Summer, you probably made sandcastles and surfed on the superb waves, explored the Sea Life aquarium or delightfully consumed the triple frozen, creamy tropica serve. When you came, there would have been white Sandelings flying, and ice cream trucks yodeling. You probably got taken to the Grand Nautilus Sealife Centre. That’s the kind of place for you…but I’m not sure, you tell me.

But in winter, you probably felt miserable inside as you heard the fireplace cackling. You should try being there when snowflakes land on your face. You should try being there when the entire street is invaded with fog. Few people visit during this dreadful time. Even the locals keep away from the seaside…and some say, they have a point.

Chapter One

My name is Brooklyn Jones and I work in a sealife museum by the beach. Most people call me Brook. I’m the caretaker of the museum. I do tasks like tidy up, polish all of our clear glass windows, and help people who are trying to find a certain thing, kind of like a tour guide. Someone once told me that they are just using me and it’s not worth it, but surprisingly I love it. I have a little bedroom which I sleep in and it has a fireplace to keep me cosy in the winter, and a mini aquarium next to my bed. I’m lonely when it’s winter and at night time. But in summer I’m never lonely because there is lots and lots of things to do.