“Don’t do this Frankie!! Breathe, honey, BREATHE !!â€? I screamed at the limp body. He lay there lifeless and I felt for a pulse. Nothing. Hot tears streamed down my face and I sobbed loudly.
“Frankie! Oh, my little Frankie! No! I love you! Frankie!â€? I bawled. But there was nothing we could do now. He was gone. My little Frankie. He was gone. I looked over at Charlotte and she was crying too. She carefully crawled over to me and wrapped her arms around me. We wailed and cried but there was nothing we could do. I looked over at the rippling water and Frankie’s soggy attire and hair. I tenderly turned back to Charlotte and then sobbed back into my hands.