Stephanie took my hand and led me out of the building…As soon as we cleared the door, I felt like someone was pulling on my legs…and went to my knees…I remember feeling the warm wood from the pier beneath my legs…My hands covered my face and the sobs over took my whole body…Stephanie and Torrie (One of the female wrestlers)…helped me up and sat me in the back of a fire departments SUV tailgate…
Mark was standing near the edge of the pier in his soaking wet clothes, with a blanket around him…he kept staring into the water…he was just waiting for Sara to come back…he waited…he knew she was as stubborn as he was, she'd walk out of the water and smack him for leaving her there…the tears started sliding down his cheeks as the reality of everything that had happened ran through his mind…as it caught up to him.
The plane started shaking and the pilot said they were having problems…and they were going to try and make it to the Detroit airport…but the plane started taking a nose dive…Mark, Glenn and Sara just sat as close to each other as possible…When the Plane hit the water…it hit with such a force…the emergency exit door popped off and freed Mark…he swam to the top and when Glenn and Sara didn't come up after him, he swam back down trying to free them…
Glenn's seat belt had jammed and even with the strength of both of them…they couldn't break it, or even rip it…it wouldn't budge a bit…Mark went back to the top to get air and swam back down but Sara was already dead…the coroner said the force that the plane hit the water was so strong that a few passengers necks snaps in two killing them instantly…a few even had signs of whiplash…Mark couldn't do anything to help…and was forced to watch as his best friend and his wife died…
Mark knew he'd have to call and talk to Lori and tell her what happened…Kevin Nash and John Layfield (Bradshaw) had come over and were just standing with him…they didn't know what to do…when John finally spoke up and said, "Mark, Lori's here…she's over with Stephanie and Torrie I think…You wanna go and see her, talk to her…something?"
I had finally calmed down and said, "What about Mark and Sara?" Torrie said, "Mark is okay…but Sara didn't make it…I'm so sorry about all of this Lori…" I couldn't stop the tears from sliding down my cheeks…I was being pretty quiet about all of it…I was looking down in my lap and noticed two big black boots…I looked up and it was Mark…he looked like someone had ripped his insides out…
I said, "Oh Mark…I'm so sorry." Mark said, "I should be saying I'm sorry…I couldn't help him…I couldn't do anything…" I said, "No…it's not your fault…Don't even think that…"
Mark wrapped his arms around me and I couldn't help but cry on his chest…Mark picked me up and sat down and put me in his lap…I didn't care that he was getting my clothes wet or anything…we were just both trying to comfort each other…we'd both lost our best friend…and my husband and his wife…
4 days later, we had a double funeral for both Glenn and Sara…we actually found 4 plots side by side in the Houston Chapel Lawn Cemetery…For the next couple of weeks, Mark and I never left each others sides…incase for any reason the other needed something.
What am I to do with my life?