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

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work around here? Can I

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she struggled not just with postpartum care but with providing the

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an important task. It was her grandmother's memorial

The moming was the best time for such visits, and Sherilyn

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as if their roles had switched. Previously it