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 talk

her the phone

"Sir!"

the little one's voice, Gilbert knew the medicine had taken effect. His brows relaxed, and a smile played

Why aren't you

I'm watching the moon! It's

"Is that so?"

at the start of the month,

sleep now. The moon needs

fibbing, sir. The moon is in the sky; how

will bring the

"Really?" Jenna was skeptical.

"Just wait a little while,

agreed, "Then Jenna

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

"I heard."

Sherilyn helplessly rubbed her

forehead, silently complaining about

Was he trying

Jenna even more restless?

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

they pulled out a storybook

was half listening to the story, half watching the

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