Our extract this week is Holding Her Breath by Eimear Ryan
She has the whole pool to herself.
She has seen the others off: the rugby players in for their recovery swim, who splash around for twenty minutes and then retire to the sauna; the slow, steady pensioners who breaststroke endless laps. Beth counts them leaving, one by one, as she sluices through the water, flipping tautly at each end.
It will never leave her, she thinks: the need to win.