Bart was supposed to be a star! Scratch that – a superstar!

Coach used to claim that Bart’s mother had somehow mated with a sailfish to produce him. That nickname stuck. He was that quick. Once, he lapped the person who finished second in the 1500m freestyle – thrice. The guy who lost wept openly due to the humiliation.

He’s the world champion now, with golds in Olympics.

Bart is confined to a wheelchair these days. A freak mishap in the pool had rendered him quadriplegic.

Sometimes, I’ve seen him stare into the pool. I don’t know whether its love or hate.

Written for the weekly Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. Please add your stories and read others here

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