Broken Birds, Part 16, Jennifer
Part 16 Jennifer Jennifer awoke with a slight headache. She grabbed her one-piece swimsuit, donned it and grabbed her goggles and cap. She’d been told that she was welcome to use the lap pool beneath the main house, for her an important perk. Once she figured out how to get in, she was surprised by the size of the pool, but more by the single figure in the pool, moving with languid ease. It was Michael. He looked slow, but then she realized his speed was pretty impressive. His stroke was elegantly simple. She pulled her cap on, tucked her hair beneath, donned her goggles and dove in to the lane adjoining his. She raced and quickly caught him, passing him enthusiastically. She swam 20 laps and began to tire. Michael continued, slowly reeling her …