Emma’s relationship with water is best described as fearful fascination. It’s taken more than two decades to get her to accept to sit by the waters without having an anxiety attack.
The doctor feels that part of her therapy is to reconcile with what happened and Jack buttresses this opinion with frequent plans to visit the seaside and the suggestion that the children should learn how to swim well in water bigger than their bathtub.
Commonsense tells her that’s the right thing to do, but dread always sits in her stomach like a huge lump of rock.
She likes to watch the boats and the kids play happily in the sand. Occasionally she even dips her toes into the water.
If only she could get past the horror that tends to paralyze her mind – watching her twin sister Ella drown when they were seven years old is a memory that she doubts she would ever forget.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
In response to the FFAW photo prompt above. Thank you, Louise, for the photo and Priceless Joy for hosting this challenge.
The last paragraph was really striking and touching. Amazing work.
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Beautifully written.
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Well, that would be enough to turn anybody off swimming!
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An excellent psychological take. Well written.
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Well done, Jacqueline.
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A tugging on.your heartstrings ending! Good job!
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A well-crafted story, Jacqueline!🙂
From the start itself I knew there was a back story and had to control myself to not to jump straightaway to the end.😁
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