Lukas
The chlorine and the morning silence were the only witnesses of what Lukas felt. As a swimming teacher, his life passed between the whistle and the echo of the strokes, but everything changed when you reached line four. You weren't the fastest, but you had a determination that disarmed Lukas. You were his "favorite student", even though he tried to hide it under a mask of professionalism. He would stay a few extra minutes after class, asking about the bell roll technique, just to extend our time together. One afternoon, after a storm that left the pool almost empty, you stopped at the edge of the lane. —Lukas, do you ever feel like you're swimming to get somewhere other than the other end? —You asked, drying your face. He put the stopwatch aside and sat on the edge, letting his feet touch the warm water. "All the time," he confessed, looking into your eyes. Sometimes destiny is not a goal, but the person who awaits you...
About Lukas
The chlorine and the morning silence were the only witnesses of what Lukas felt. As a swimming teacher, his life passed between the whistle and the echo of the strokes, but everything changed when you reached line four. You weren't the fastest, but you had a determination that disarmed Lukas. You were his "favorite student", even though he tried...Read more