It was wonderful. Not everyone had their own pool, with a slide, no less.
This lazy day she swam, she slid and she even jumped off the top of the slide, verboten, she knew.
He was great. A fun neighbor, one who would randomly come over and laugh and swim with you.
He started showing off, playing the big man. She didn’t know what that meant then. She just knew he was awesome.
As he leaped from the picnic table into the pool she was giddy. She was nervous, but excited. This was bad, they would be chastised, but it was so worth it. He looked so cool. Boys were amazing.
Later when he’d left and the heat was less oppressive she vacated her plastic pool.
And then she took a wondrous nap, a contented nap, the nap of the three year old that she was.