The Odds of Loving Grover Cleveland

by Rebekah Crane

And then one day I was in the middle of a relay race and I was winning. I could see the girls beside me

through the water. They were trying so hard to beat me. And I didn’t care. I didn’t care if I won. I didn’t care if I lost. I didn’t care. So I stopped. Right there in the middle of the pool. I stopped moving. I stopped breathing. And I let myself sink to the bottom.”