Natalie
10
It was Monday morning, and the crew had been gone a whole twenty-four hours. They’d left the day before without fanfare. Now, I was back to my regularly scheduled programming.
My arms cut through the water as I swam laps to stay fit. I’d been on my high school swim team and even competed a few years in college. It calmed all the voices and let me concentrate. Or at least, it usually did.
I flipped at the next edge and pushed off the wall like it was a spring before darting to the other side. This was supposed to be relaxing and not filled with thoughts of a guy who had flitted in and out of my life as easily as he had six years ago.
At least I hadn’t slept with him this time.
I came up for air. My heart was racing, and I took deep breaths, gulping in oxygen after my workou
