Veronica's Pool

Everyone was in the pool.
It was a big pool.
That's how everyone could fit.

There was plenty of room for everyone to do what they wanted and needed to do. 

And everyone was swimming.

Craig noticed Veronica was struggling to keep her head above water.  He stopped swimming and tread water so that he could watch as she struggled to keep her head up.
He looked around at everyone else.
Some noticed Veronica struggling.  Some didn't. 
Bert was not looking at Veronica, and Craig swam over to him.
"Hey, Bert, did you notice Veronica struggling behind you?"  It was, after all, hard not to notice her splashing and struggling.
Bert looked at Craig. 
He did not look at Veronica. 
He did not look in Veronica's direction.
"No, Craig, I didn't notice whoever doing the thing-ever you saidy what." 
And Bert looked at the sky.
Craig noticed Veronica continue to struggle.
But, after a while of looking at her, a calm ran over him.
He didn't need to worry about Veronica.
It's not like she's dying.  She's still breathing.
And why should he do something when others weren't?
After all, everybody was swimming.
Everybody.
It's not Craig's job to... you know... whatever to Veronica. 
What on earth could he do to help?

What on earth could anyone do to help?

And with that, Craig stopped thinking about Veronica and looked at the sky.
One of Veronica's struggles produced a splash that hit Craig on his shoulder.
Sheesh, Craig thought, annoyed, there goes the neighborhood.