Title: On Going Home, Chapter 8
Word Count 1473
Disclaimer: I did not invent them
On Going Home, Chapter 8
“You swam here as a boy?” Archie asked.
“Yes.” Horatio lifted aside the the hanging branches. “We came here often. My father taught me to swim here, when I was very little. I was so small that he just held me by one ankle."
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