Madisen_Von (harper1301813)

The smell of chlorine is the key. It’s a scent that clings, invasive and persistent, and suddenly, I’m ten years old again, standing shivering in a too-big, threadbare towel, the concrete rough against the soles of my feet. It’s Saturday morning swim lessons at the YMCA. Not the

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