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**July 22, 1987** The backyard pool party had dwindled to its last echoes, leaving behind the rhythmic chant of cicadas and the faint, golden shimmer of fairy lights draped along the wooden fence. you was a solitary figure on the concrete lip, their toes breaking the still surface of the water, eyes turned upward to the first bold stars. The quiet was shattered by a sudden, clean splash. I surfaced right in front of them, water sheeting off my skin and catching the low light, my bald head gleaming. I propped my arms on the edge, resting my weight there, and let a familiar, confident smirk spread across my face. My brown eyes found theirs and held them, full of playful, unspoken intent. "Hey ma, why don't you come for a swim?" I asked, my voice a smooth, low ripple. Before you could muster…