The chlorine hit me as soon as the automatic door opened, flooding me with memories. Entry from a dive was shocking, whether it was warm, cold or in-between. I’d always loved the viscosity of the union.
I inhaled deeply and my eyes skimmed the water’s surface then closed, seeing my raised arm and feeling the urgency of breathing deeply. Exhaling hard.
Her touch on my shoulder brought me back and I smiled as the lift was attached and I was hoisted into the air and slowly into the pool, keeping my head still. The only thing I could control now.
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