Journeys
I don’t want to get out of this pool, I just want to stay here all by myself, forget about this reunion, and live under water for the rest of my life. As I slip beneath the surface, I feel long and sleek as I propel myself across the length of the pool and reach for the side.
As I come up for air, I see four pairs of bare feet at the edge of the pool.
Ruby, Ray, Tessie, and Stevie are here already.
I wanted to be out of the water before they got here.
There’s nothing more awkward than a fat woman, dripping wet, climbing out of a swimming pool. So I’ll stay in here until they leave to bring their suitcases into the house.
“Just finishing up some laps.”
“You better get out soon, or you’ll get burned,” Ruby says, firing up a Virginia Slims.
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