Swimming counter-current
He entered the swimming pool area a couple of hours ahead of the competition and the other contestants.
There was a strange tranquillity in the still waters and the silence. Everything was ready, preparing for a festival, excitement, cheering and action.
But, he remained calm. His breathing rhythm had not increased a single beat. As if he didn’t care.
It was the biggest race of his life so far, yet he remained motionless, unaffected by it all. The only thing he could not shake off was that something wrong was about to happen.
He later wished he had been wrong.
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MC's Whispers 
These premonitons, I hate them. But somehow they eat away at our energy by sitting in a dark corner of our mind.
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That is exactly it!
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Oh, that’s a TERRIBLE thing to do to all of us! We want to know what happened! Right now! 🙂
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Well, you’re intrigued…that means the story worked 😉
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Yes, it did!
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My goodness, what happened? I nice start to a mystery without an end. I wonder did he drop the manuscript into the pool.
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I’m glad I intrigued you!
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Good story and there is an opening for a next chapter…
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Thanks…there is indeed!
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You’re welcome.
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You set the scene perfectly, but for what? I guess we’ll never know! Nice one.
Rosey, a joke and some wine!
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Thank you! Glad you liked it!
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I loved it. But frustrating…what DID happen?
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What really did? It’s open to interpretation…
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Oh you tease – leaving us to speculate what happened! 🙂
Susan A Eames at
Travel, Fiction and Photos
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I’m glad you’re intrigued!
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A worrying premonition, sometimes you can’t shake that feeling that something is wrong. I dread to think happened.
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Intuition is a powerful sentiment…
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