Lindsay L. O'Connor

As I was getting ready this morning, I heard the familiar loud booming noise of voices on the radio in the truck outside–the pool guy was here. I peeked out of my tiny bathroom window just to make sure it was indeed the pool guy and not some other unexpected visitor. I began laughing aloud to myself at the scene before me. Water was thrashing about above the pool, squirting and spraying this way and that as the pool guy stared at the phenomenon for a moment and cautiously backed farther away from the edge of the pool. The tube from the polaris vacuum must have come off and was moving about the pool of its own accord, throwing water everywhere it went. I watched as the pool boy disappeared around to the side of the house and soon the Pool Monster was alive no more. Pool boy to the rescue! He had turned off the polaris. I kept laughing and then breathed a sigh of relief. Now I don’t have to deal with a water monster in my pool.