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?

have given a heads up? How was Lauren supposed to

heavy heart, she

with her schedule tonight, so we're calling

of complaints filled the

said something sooner instead of making us

time doesn't matter,

apologized profusely, "I'm really sorry, everyone... truly,

Sherilyn, I'm so sorry... for

"It's alright."

offered a calm smile, far more composed than the other stars. Even if

time anyway.

affect her much.

be heading out,

"Take care, Ms. Sherilyn."

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

was from Gilbert, sent

here, at

Gilbert waiting by his car from

he asked, taking her

"Didn't do much tonight."

shook her head, her gaze examining him, "Caroline didn't show up tonight, left everyone hanging. Do you know why?" "Hm?" Gilbert

skeptical look,

to catch me

if you're

for his

"No, don't!"