Bubble by June Hunter

A bubble, followed by several more, popped on the surface of the pool. My child, floating in his inflatable duck, laughed and clapped; his chubby legs kicking beneath the water. His father emerged, took a breath and went under again. “Look at the bubbles, Mammy!” Ethan said, giggling and splashing. “Don’t splash too much,” I...

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June Hunter
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