He needed to wash away the sweat and grime he had accumulated on his prolonged journey before letting his wife know of his return. He had been away longer than he had anticipated and hoped his efforts would prove worth it. He had set a plan in motion and now all he could do was wait. The day was warm so he decided to take a dip in the pond where he had enjoyed carefree times as a young boy. He hadn’t been there since his return, hadn’t wanted to go there, but now... he hurried along the winding path. After leaving his bundle of fresh clothes and towel under one of the numerous oak trees that gave the spot a modicum of seclusion, he hurried and stripped off his clothes. He ran to the water and was soon swimming out to the middle as he had done as a boy, though now his strides were more powerful and it took him less time to make it to the middle. He had expected to be assaulted by memories of wasted years with Pacquito’s band and how often he had thought about this place and wished he was here.
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