I remember this as if it were yesterday, even tho’ I’m 18 and it happened when I was 2 at the Tonawanda, NY public pool one bright summer’s day. Mummy was sunning on the deck aside the deep end whilst I splashed in the shallow, turning circles in the cool water. A little boy came over with his mother, both terribly large people, though the boy was m’ age, and his mother struck up conversation with m’ mummy as I turned circles.
Mummy called me over and told me to go play with the new boy whilst she spoke with his mother, and so, we tottled off to the shallow end to check each other out. We splashed a bit and stood awkwardly and I piped, “Do you want to play?” to which he replied, “Well, I dunno…” And so I turned m’ back and ran m’ fingers along the smooth edge of the pool wall. Continue reading “Angel Under the Water”