Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Wow, that was fast." The cleaner was amazed. "Ms. Gomez had her surgery last night, and here you are today..."

She rambled on, "Before the crack of dawn, Ms. White called me up, said Ms. Gomez had surgery and asked me to prepare a chicken soup..."

She even lifted the bag in her hands, waving it in front of Gilbert.

But Gilbert's face had already darkened, his brows furrowed deeply, full of confusion and concern, cutting her off, "Surgery? What surgery? Sherilyn? What happened to her?"

"Huh?"

The cleaner paused, blinking in confusion, "Mr. Johnson, you didn't know? Then why did you..."

"I'm asking you!" Gilbert suddenly roared, his face clouded with anger.

"Ah, the surgery..."

The cleaner jumped, startled, quickly shaking her head, "What surgery? I don't know, Ms. White didn't tell me much, I didn't ask for details... Ms. White just said she needed to be in the hospital with Ms. Gomez for a couple of days, asked me to bring over some clothes and stuff..."

Nothing but useless information!

"Which hospital?"

Gilbert struggled to keep his rage in check, his emotions on the brink. "You must know that much, right?"

"I do, I do!"

...

Hospital.

up from

up, asking carefully, "Does the wound hurt? If

post-surgery, it was important to move

herself and shook her

hold onto the bed rail with one hand and my arm with the other, and we'll

on her arm, moving

it was Sophia

secretly threw away the lettuce and

then promise your mom!" Sophia handed the phone

"Mommy."

little voice, Sherilyn's heart melted, "Oh, my little Jenna

know it was wrong,

"No, I'm not mad..."

'strict mom', but today, she

best!

you better keep your word!

will go

"Go ahead, Jenna."

the call ended, tears streamed down Sherilyn's face. Just yesterday,

just one night, all

of having another child to help Jenna seemed more

she bear to blame her

lived a carefree