Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Was Francis really that unfazed as the one in the eye of the storm?

Francis picked up the glass from the table, taking a sip of water.

"I've never really explained it, mainly because it's indefensible. Once I start talking, I'm up against a million other voices spreading rumors. All that matters is that I know the truth," he said with a calm that belied the gravity of his words.

Sherilyn remained silent, her breathing almost imperceptible.

So, there was more to the story? Were the rumors not just baseless fabrications?

Francis set down his glass. "Gilbert and I have always been good to Caroline, that's undeniable...absolutely true. Sherilyn, do you want to know why?"

Sherilyn paused, her heart racing.

She nodded slightly, "Yeah."

"Ah." Francis sighed, as if the words he was about to say were a heavy burden. "We hardly ever talk about it in our family because... well, it's especially painful for Gilbert and me."

He began to recount the past, each word seeming to cost him.

when we were

parents were taken as well. The incident had been a sensation in

The kidnappers never made contact with Sylvia Johnson, leading the authorities to suspect that the motive wasn't money - which only

case remained unresolved for six months until Francis and Gilbert were found

was being carried on the

be about his age, ragged and gaunt, having

the hospital. But

he was too big. But with Gilbert safe, she insisted on going back for

police were able to rescue

was

each member of the Johnson family, seldom spoken of, because merely thinking about it tore open

voice seemed to

slightly, her eyes clouding with

"Caroline,

nodded, his

treat her well, but they don't know... it's what she