Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 292

He stretched his hand out, realizing the little munchkin was so tiny. Could she even reach

his knee?

Gilbert paused for a second, then squatted down and said, “Here you go.”

Jenna, with her big eyes twinkling, reached out to grab the pen, her voice sweet and soft, “Thank you, sir.”

She spoke with a Sunhaven accent.

Gilbert raised an eyebrow, a smile creeping onto his face. “You’re from Sunhaven?”

“Yep.” Jenna nodded, “I’m from Sunhaven.”

Gilbert was quite surprised.

“What a coincidence! I’m from Sunhaven too.”

“Wow!”

Jenna’s eyes widened, sparkling with excitement, “My mommy is also in Sunhaven. Have you seen my mommy, sir?”

“Not really.”

Gilbert couldn’t help but chuckle at the child’s lack of logic.

would he know who her mom was? How could

inexplicable warmth towards this little

the pen in her hand, “What were

wanted to write something, to tell mommy I miss

so?” Gilbert pointed to a whiteboard, “Well, now you can write.”

“Okay.”

moved closer to the whiteboard. But

puzzled, “Why

verge of tears, “I don’t know

her face up and burst into tears.

“Hey!”

what to do. In a rush, he scooped

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arms.

coaxing her, “Don’t cry, don’t cry, okay? will help you, alright?”

sniffled, nodding

dimples, close to the whiteboard, “What do

misses

“Alright…”

Gilbert guided her chubby

looked down at the little munchkin, “Which ‘jun‘

Jenna, bewildered, stared with her big doe eyes, as if it was

Gilbert:

have asked. How could he trouble