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?"

climbed up, reaching for the

handed her the phone

"Sir!"

effect. His brows relaxed, and a smile played at

Why

watching the moon! It's so

"Is that so?"

to see the moon at the

now. The

tough to fool, "You're fibbing, sir. The

his temple, "How about this, I will bring the

"Really?" Jenna was skeptical.

"Just wait a little while, and the

happily agreed, "Then Jenna will

"Mommy, that gentleman said he's going to bring the

"I heard."

Sherilyn helplessly rubbed her

forehead, silently complaining about

Was

even more restless? What was

with Jenna waiting for the moon, there was no way she was

they pulled out a storybook to

the

long, there was a knock on the door. A night-shift nurse led the way, followed by someone in a