When 15-year-old Ethan rescued a young girl at the community pool, I thought life would return to normal. I was wrong.I’m Eve, a mom of two living in a small, quiet Midwestern town. Ethan is my caring, sometimes moody teenager, and Lily, my youngest, is a seven-year-old bundle of joy.
Life here is predictable — neighbors wave, kids ride bikes, and the biggest drama is a missing dish at a potluck.
One summer afternoon, that peaceful world shifted. At the pool, I heard Ethan shout and saw him jump into the deep end. A little girl, no older than four, had slipped under the water.
