Writing Prompt - "Swimming Pool"
JAN 2020 – “Swimming Pool” Liz has lived much of her younger years in this neighbourhood, and has passed this street more times than there are days in a year. The street is lined on both sides with similar-looking one-storey houses, apart from their colours and garden landscapes. Some of the kids in these houses went to her school, so they made it a habit to walk together in the mornings. All but one of them - the girl who lived in the house at the end of the street. The house at the end of the street stuck out like a sore thumb; not because it was odd in appearance, but because it was much larger and built on elevated ground. Despite its size, the house seemed warm and inviting, never intimidating. It was painted in white - a humble choice, Liz thought - and the gates were carved with simple motifs. Liz could not help herself but to peer into the white house every time she walked past. And there she would see it: the swimming pool, glistening in the morning sun. Sometime