I Won a Five-Star Island Vacation

“I know, baby. I’ve got you.”

The pool deck was silent now.

No laughter.

No music.

Just the sound of my son trying to breathe.

Then Frank’s voice.

“Oh, for God’s sake. He was fine.”

I looked up slowly.

He stood at the edge of the pool with his drink still in his hand.

Fine.

My child had gone under.

My child had screamed.

And this man still believed his pride continue reading …