Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Not long after Gilbert left, the medicine was delivered.

That night, Jenna took the medicine without a hitch.

It worked wonders, except for one side effect-it made her too lively.

It was already past eight-thirty, a time when the little rascal was usually deep in dreamland, but tonight, she was fussing and refusing to sleep.

"Jenna," Sherilyn patted the bed, "come here and sleep with Mommy."

"Okay!"

Jenna agreed, jumping onto the bed, her eyes wide open and her mouth spread in a grin, "Mommy, hehe..."

"You're still laughing?" Sherilyn was torn between laughter and tears, "It's bedtime!"

"Hehehe..."

Jenna kept giggling and causing a ruckus, leaving Sherilyn and Sophia taking turns trying to soothe her, all to no avail.

Sophia's phone rang-it was Gilbert.

"Mr. Gilbert."

"Mhm." Gilbert was spending the night alone, 'tossing and turning in bed', and had called because he was worried about Jenna.

"Did you give her the medicine? How's Jenna?"

Sophia glanced at the lively Jenna, "She's great, just too great. She won't go to sleep even now."

"Sir?"

up, reaching for the phone, "I want to

Sophia handed her the phone with a

"Sir!"

His brows relaxed, and a smile played at the

late, Jenna. Why aren't you

the moon! It's

"Is that so?"

see the moon at the start of the month, a thin crescent

go to sleep now.

sir.

I will bring the moon down to keep Jenna company

"Really?" Jenna was skeptical.

Gilbert promised with all seriousness, "Just wait a little while, and

Jenna happily agreed, "Then Jenna will

said he's going

"I heard."

Sherilyn helplessly rubbed her

forehead, silently complaining about

Was he trying

restless? What was

waiting for the moon, there was no way

choice, they pulled out a storybook

listening to the story, half watching the

led the way, followed by