A 100-word story for Friday Fictioneers.

Olympic Standard

Gave it all up when I was fourteen.

Nobody could understand why.

I simply reacted like any teenager. Scowled a lot. Said it was boring and I’d better things to do with my life.

I never mentioned Neil.

The ever popular, charismatic Mr Neil Samuels. The charming ex-professional who used to keep me behind at the end of sessions for extra tuition. The same dependable man who made me promise not to tell anyone about our little secret.

They said I was good. Olympic standard at least.

Nowadays I can’t go near a swimming pool without being violently sick.

 

Mike Jackson

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

A 100-word story for the prompt at Friday Fictioneers.

21 comments

  1. Very effective wirting. You grip us with the point and get that emotional reaction in so few words. Very impressive, Mike! And hoping the absolute worst for the coach of course.

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