Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Mr. Francis, don't worry."

At the TV station.

Forty minutes past the agreed time, and there was still no sign of Caroline.

The stars kept glancing at their watches, their patience wearing thin.

"Is she even going to show up?"

"Sure, she's a big deal, but we've got schedules too. Why should we all wait for her?"

"Keep it down, will you?"

"Why should we? It's not like being late is something to be proud of."

"Maybe we should have her assistant check in again?"

Lauren was getting anxious. Caroline had promised to be on time. What was going on?

Biting the bullet, she dialed Caroline's number again.

It rang for an eternity before being picked up. "Caroline, are you stuck in traffic or something?"

"I'm not making it tonight." Caroline's voice was cold and detached before the line went dead.

"Hello?"

Lauren was stunned. Not coming?

couldn't she have given a heads up? How was

heavy heart, she went back to the rehearsal room, offering apologetic smiles to

her schedule tonight,

of complaints filled the

said something sooner instead

time doesn't matter,

"I'm really sorry,

turned to Sherilyn, "Ms. Sherilyn, I'm so sorry... for

"It's alright."

a calm smile, far more composed than the other stars. Even if Caroline hadn't been late, she would've been

anyway.

affect her much.

be heading out,

"Take care, Ms. Sherilyn."

changed her clothes, she pondered why Caroline hadn't shown up. Her

from Gilbert, sent five

at

quickly, she saw Gilbert waiting by his

asked, taking

"Didn't do much tonight."

him, "Caroline didn't show up tonight, left everyone hanging. Do you know why?" "Hm?" Gilbert tilted

skeptical

"Trying to

But if you're that curious, should I ask

reached for

"No, don't!"