Friday Fictioneers
25 September 2026
The Deep End
Evelyn had spent sixty years avoiding the deep end.
As a child, she’d clung to the rail while others jumped, laughing.
Later came other edges—love, travel, dreams—and she approached those cautiously too.
“Maybe next year” became her favourite sentence.
Now her granddaughter stood beside the pool.
“Come on, Gran.”
“I’m too old.”
“You said that last year.”
Evelyn laughed. Fair point.
She removed her sandals and stepped to the edge.
“Will you catch me?”
Her granddaughter grinned.
“No. But I’ll jump with you.”
They held hands.
For once, Evelyn didn’t say maybe.
She said, “Three, two, one…”
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