For Gloria, the events of that day seemed surreal. On the evening of July 22, 1988, Carter awoke from a nap at around 7 p.m. and went into his mother's room. "Carter came into the room saying, 'What's going on? What's going on?' It was like he was in a complete daze," Gloria explains.
After telling him nothing was happening, Gloria says Carter ran quickly upstairs to Anderson's room, which was on the 14th story. "When I got up into Anderson's room, he wasn't there. He was out on the balcony, and he was sitting on the ledge," Gloria says. "He had one foot on the ledge ... and the other foot down on the floor."
"Then he started looking over the edge and he started swaying over and looking down," says Gloria. "He said, 'Will I ever feel again?' And I said, 'Carter, I can help you. I can help you. I know about pain and I can help you.'" Realizing that he was about to jump, Gloria tried to coax him away from the ledge. "I said, 'Don't do this to me. Don't do this to Anderson. Don't do this to daddy,'" she says.
Carter then climbed over the ledge, "like a gymnast," Gloria says. He hung there for a second. "I said, 'Carter, come back,'" Gloria says. "And he just let go."
Gloria says she has struggled for 18 years to move forward. "There was a moment I wanted to go over and jump, too. But I didn't. What kept me from going over the edge after him was Anderson," says Gloria.
"You can stay alive and you can go forward. But it takes a very, very, very long time."