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.

mom was? How could he possibly have met her?

inexplicable warmth towards

were you planning to do with the

I wanted to write something, to

to a whiteboard,

“Okay.”

whiteboard. But then, she froze, as if struck by a

“Why aren’t

tears, “I

respond, she tipped her face up and burst into

“Hey!”

what to do. In

1/2

arms.

“Don’t cry, don’t cry, okay? will help

nodding through her sobs.

close to the whiteboard, “What do you want to write?”

misses you.”

“Alright…”

her chubby hand to

the little

her big doe eyes, as if it was obvious, “The ‘jun‘

Gilbert:

How could