The Swimmers by Julie at Zuka

The swimmers by Julie at Zuka. I really just love it when a writer is like, let's go into this weird thing that's happening. There's a crack in the bottom of the swimming pool. Is it sinister? Is it just a crack? Why are all of the people freaking out? Will we ever know? Probably not. The Buddha in the attic sitting on my desk for next week. That was my last cut. And I did not like it about myself.