Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 319

On Wednesday evening. Sherilyn went to the Johnsons residence. It was the only free night she had before her busy weekend schedule. filled with performances from Thursday through Sunday.

“Sherilyn, come here, Sylvia Johnson called out, uncorking a bottle of red wine to celebrate Sherilyn’s safe return from Crestwood.

“It’s a miracle you came out of that unscathed. Must be your grandma Watching over you from heaven, Sylvia said with a hint of relief.

“Yes,” Sherilyn replied with a smile.

From the comet Gilbert thought to himself; Grandma’s blessings? Was she really Sherilyn’s grandma?

He reached over to cover Sherilyn’s wine glass. “Grandma, Sherilynt doesn’t drink. Maybe we should skip the wine for her.”

He vividly remembered how she was when she got drunk

“A little won’t hurt,” Sylvia shot a glance at her grandson. “We’re celebreng, after all. Plus, we’re at home. It’s not like getting a bit tipay here is a problem, right, Sherilyn?

Sherilyn lifted her glass, “Sylvia’s right”

There it was, Gilbert meddling unnecessarily again

Releasing his grip, Gilbert busied himself pouring wine for the ladies and serving dinner.

of them at the dinner table tonight. Francis was at the hospital for

to show signs of intoxication. Concerned about her well-being due to

Sherilyn cradling her wine

getting drunk too!

her hand. “You’re drunk, do

was always ready, maintained daily by the housekeeper, requiring

“Oh, okay”

was surprised when Sherilyn nodded, clumsily trying to stand up, leaning

Gilbert teased,

towards the door

south, you’re quite the genius. Come on, I’ll escort you to your room.”

“Okay”

allowing him to guide her by the

let go of him and went straight

“Sherlyn?”

Gilbert

might get sick. He hesitated momentarily before deciding

turned into

inside; everything

He warned, “if you don’t make sound, I’m coming

only to find Sherilyn sitting on the floor,