Joely's Swim by mcnair543_57,mcnair543_57
He didn’t return to the lake till Monday, a beautifully warm sunny day with a mild south-westerly wind, perfect for swimming. Alone, he plunged into the ice-cold water, crawling as far as the mass of tangled brambles, lichen-petrified trees, bushes covering the far bank. Treading water, he swivelled his body, breast-stroking back to the solitary … Read more