Shad.Adams (rowan1301332)

The smell hit me first, a phantom waft of chlorine and sunshine. Then the heat, a dry, baking heat that seemed to radiate from the concrete itself. Suddenly, I was ten years old again, standing on the cracked, blue-painted deck of the community pool, squinting against the glare.

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