The warm, chlorinated water of the jacuzzi was a perfect balm against the crisp Black Country air. It was just after nine on a Saturday morning, and the weekend away for my birthday had started in the most relaxing way possible. For five glorious minutes, the small, bubbling pool in the village hotel’s leisure club had been mine alone. The jets churned the water into a frothy, effervescent blanket, muffling the world and leaving me in a state of blissful solitude. I leaned my head back against the tiled edge, the powerful jets massaging my lower back, and closed my eyes, letting the steam carry away the last vestiges of the work week. |
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