Below is the second part of "The Seal's Skin."
Sean took her to his lonely cottage. He built a fire. She warmed herself, and he hid the seal skin in a chest. Then he hid the key to the chest.
The woman wanted to know many things. She asked Sean many questions about life in the village.
"People love their families," Sean said. "Children are important. Work is important. Singing and dancing are also important."
"It is the same with the people of the sea," the woman said. "We love our families. We work. We sing and dance."
She smiled at the thought.
"I have always wanted to live among the villagers," she said. "Land is still a mystery to me. My new life with you will be an adventure."
"You will need a name," said Sean.
"I have a name," she said. "It is Mara."
Mara loved her life on land. She loved Sean. She loved being his wife. She also loved the people of the village. She learned their names and their customs.
She learned the stories they told each other.
"It is strange," she said. "The villagers tell stories about the people of the sea. My people tell stories about the people of the land."
Soon, Sean and Mara had a daughter. They named her Sela. She had large, round eyes like her mother. She was beautiful like her mother. She also loved the sea.
Several years passed. Mara and Sela went to the dock every day. They waved to Sean as he rowed out to sea.
Mara watched Sean row through the waves. She looked out over the ocean. She missed her people. She missed the sea.
One day, Sean came home to find Mara crying.
"Why are you crying?" Sean asked.
"I love both you and Sela," Mara said. "But I miss my family. I miss the people of the sea."
"We are your family," said Sean. "You promised to stay."
"I am sorry," Mara said. "I did not think I would feel this way. I was not meant to live on land. I need to swim in the deep, cool waters. I need to move with the tides."
Sean pulled an old, rusty key from his pocket. He held it for a moment. Then he put it in Mara's hand. Mara held the key. She kissed Sean. Then she ran to the shed.
The seal skin was neatly folded inside the chest. Mara put the skin on and splashed into the water, happy again.
Sean and Sela walked along the shore every night. Sean told his daughter stories of the sea.
Sometimes, when they walked, a seal would appear. They could tell it was Mara by her beautiful, happy eyes.