The Pool

Packed and unpacked for nearly five summers — it sat in the sun all those days. There it waited for 18 more summers on a wiry shelf in the back of her closet; I couldn’t believe I had ever forgotten it. That’s when Mom sent an image of the July schedule through a shared family text thread. The discovery on her part, was accidental—a closet cleaning had led her to our old pool bag, a time capsule we would unzip and dive into together.

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