"Sherilyn," Caroline's voice was cheerful, even though her face was hidden behind sunglasses and a mask. "Who knew you could dance like that? You could totally be a dance instructor on TV. I'm so proud of you."

Sherilyn casually threw in a "Thanks" as they talked.

Suddenly, a sleek navy Maybach pulled up in front of them.

"Francis is here to pick me up," Caroline mentioned, inviting Sherilyn, "Where are you headed? Come on, we'll give you a lift."

"No, it's okay," Sherilyn declined with a wave. "Gilbert's coming for me in a bit."

"Oh," Caroline replied with a meaningful smile. "Then I won't keep you from your date. We'll head off first."

At the bottom of the steps, Francis had already exited the car, holding the door open for Caroline.

in, clearly in good spirits. She hadn't been staying at the Johnson residence lately, but Francis had been making daily calls and visits, always ready to pick her up and take her out for meals. It

with Francis' and resting her head on

Francis replied, his usual response. "I'm happy as long as

as her hand brushed against something. It felt like... a silver earring. A women's earring, to be precise. At least, that was the style among the Johnsons. This car was Francis' personal

heart ached as

Francis had treasured, previously thought to belong to Sherilyn. Now, she suspected it belonged to someone else James' mother. Francis had lied again, claiming he wouldn't be involved with James' mom. Then where did this earring

smile, taking his hand to step out. Learning from past experiences,

Soon after, Gilbert arrived.

over

intently, making him uneasy. "Why are you looking at me like

saw today?"

"Who?" Gilbert was clueless.

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