Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

James might be small, but he sure knows how to make a point.

"Why didn't you come to pick me up with Dad if you're supposed to be my mom?"

Caroline's face fell, clearly displeased but struggling to keep her cool.

She forced a smile, "Well, not before, but James, from now on, I'm going to be your mom."

"Why?" James was confused. "I don't like you. I don't want you to be my mom!"

He stood up, ready to leave.

But Caroline grabbed him, her patience running thin as she stared him down.

"Listen, James! I'm marrying your dad, and that means I'll be your mom!"

James, frightened by her tone, wriggled free, "No! I don't want this!"

And with that, he ran off, bumping straight into Sylvia's arms. Sylvia embraced her little great-grandson, asking, "What's wrong, James?" It was clear the boy was scared.

"James!" Caroline followed, anger written all over her face. Seeing Sylvia, she paused, "Grandma."

"Great-grandma."

James burrowed into Sylvia's embrace, turning his back to Caroline.

message couldn't be

entire Johnson family knew Caroline wasn't exactly

"Don't be scared, James."

who was born into the Johnson family with a silver spoon yet ended up feeling so alone until he was

faced, Sylvia wished she could

worry, James, with me around, no one's going to

flared, "Grandma! What are you implying? That I'm hurting

Sylvia shook her head, troubled. That's not what I meant... It's just James is still so young, only three. He's grown up without much guidance;

her face

knew well how much the

family because she had once saved

the

ss, she hadn't expected

to shift so completely

always be just that in

"What's going on here?"

the commotion,

"Dad!"

Sylvia's hold and stood up

I'm sorry!" His voice quivered,

glanced at Francis, hoping for

look broke

yet already