A friend of mine said that the following story is her favorite all-time blog post of mine. I’m sharing it again because it’s a summertime post and we might as well enjoy the heat.
Lifeguards
I spent six summers in love with lifeguards. One, of course, in particular, but they were ever-present in my summer life and therefore, the subject of numerous seasonal crushes. The crushes stayed with me through the school year, the absence of the lifeguards and the pool like the aftertaste of strawberry soda; sweet and long to fade . . .
