Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 35

At nearly six-foot three, his frame was lean, still youthfully handsome with a boy next door charm.

Sherilyn pointed to herself, uncertain. "Me? Are you talking to me?"

"Yes" The tall young man stepped closer, raising his hand to reveal a set of keys he held and offering them to her. These yours?"

Sherilyn glanced down. "Oh, they are."

She patted her backpack, wondering. "How'd they fall out?"

"Here" He smiled, handing them over. Keep them safe. Don't let them slip away again."

"Thanks a lot. I appreciate it." Sherilyn grinned, her gratitude genuine. Losing those keys would've locked her out for the night. Locksmiths cost a pretty penny

"Don't mention it The young man stared at her fa

blurted out "Have we met before? You look s

paused, then chuckled, "That lines a bit cliché

"I didn't mean

before

but before he

and waving his hands. "You've got it

none of his explanation, just

a smile, she turned

kept

forehead "Should it simple Shed never believe a word? And here I was, calling Gilbert out of date He

work around here? Can I run

next day before dawn, Sherlyn was Herpend had started and the pain was enough to pull her from sleep. It hadn't

care but with providing the basics.

brought the pain something shed grown accustomed to During these days, she'd avoid dancing, steer clear

It was her grandmother's memorial day

such visits, and Sherilyn left before eight. As she

Fang

made her frown, but she answered, "Hello?

annoyed, almost as if their roles