Waiting For Common Sense...

She choked out half a word, frozen for a moment, and the crying was heard, her lips pressed against the child's mouth, she felt his chest swell, compress, breathing, lungs filling with air, gone are the worries, gone are the fears, and thanking God that she was there. Oh? They were carrying him away, confused and she didn't know what to say, what had she done? No conscious thought, nothing, none. She fell to her knees, eyes filled with tears, drastic measures lost and cries filled the air, there just had to be a mistake, she saved the the child from drowning, death couldn't be true, she did everything she needed to do, it was true of course.. Oh? then reality set in and it was time for remorse, she never went into the pool, she just watched from her Life Guards chair, and she watched as he splashed around, losing his life, and she was quiet and she made no sound, lost in a daydream, for a moment, as the child's life came abruptly to an end, and she just watched. perhaps waiting for common sense to descend.