Chapter 64: PoolsideJesus, he’s going to drown. He’ll die if I don’t save him, I thought.
The pool boy was in the deep section of the pool with his arms thrashing about, open-mouthed. His eyes bulged and he looked as if he were a bag of rocks being pulled downward by his weight. I watched as he continued to flail his arms around him, attempted to swim, but the action was useless as he continued to sink, unable to swim upwards.
Instinct took over. Save him! And save him now! Quickly, I pushed my own shorts and underwear off, stepped out of them, and dove into the pool to rescue him. I have never been a very good swimmer, never!, but found it easy to swim down through the blue depths of that refreshing water, league after league after league, kicking feet like a fin, reaching the center of
