Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 62

Sherilyn filled the kettle, rolled her sleeves, and gently washed and changed Sylvia into clean clothes with patience and care.

Yates and Gilbert sat facing each other.

Yates gestured toward the interior. "She's changed, hasn't she?"

"Changed?" Gilbert seemed annoyed. "You've only seen her a few times, and you think your can tell she's changed?"

"Come on." Yates squinted, "For some things, you don't need to see many times to understand. Her whole demeanor, the look in her eyes, it's all different now." His tone sounded almost admiring.

It only irritated Gilbert further, who retorted and smirked, "People don't change their spots. that easily. It's all an act!"

"An act?" Yates raised an eyebrow, clearly not convinced. "She puts on an act for you, but does she need to do that with me? You know..."

Yates seemed to see through Gilbert. "I know you don't like her. But haven't you two signed the divorce papers?"

toward the interior again. "Considering what Sherilyn's done for Sylvia, cut her

snorted, "You came to see Grandma and haven't helped out

back, "I promised I'd leave this for

"My family, isn't she? Since when is it your place to care? Get

quickly finished his breakfast. "I'll be heading.

nodded, "I'll be a

together after

she cleaned Sylvia and changed

over to take them. "I'll wash

thanks." Sherilyn nodded, letting

unconsciously softer, "Go wash your

needed to wash. When she returned, Gilbert. gestured toward a chair

anything serious, she had to go-there was a rehearsal waiting

the patient type. "What? Is the chair all in nails?

Speechless, Sherilyn reluctantly sat-down.