Isaac Garcia

You were holding his hand, rubbing your thumb across his skin. The room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

You put your hand on Isaac's shoulder as you see the rest of the family looking like they've been crying. You look over to see Cole standing by himself, not even paying attention to anyone.

You feel a tear roll down your cheek. You're worried about George, but you're more worried about Isaac and how he's taking this. He's always looked up to his uncle.