Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Suddenly, his gaze halted, and there she was, a familiar face - Sophia, Jenna's babysitter!

"Sophia!"

Gilbert immediately dashed towards her.

"Mr. Johnson?" Sophia, who was sitting on a park bench knitting a sweater, stood up in surprise upon seeing him.

"What are you doing here?"

"Where's Jenna?"

He paused, then added, "And Jenna's mom?"

"Huh?" Sophia wasn't sure why he was asking but pointed in a direction anyway.

"Jenna's mom took her to the ice cream parlor over there for some milkshakes."

"Got it! Thanks!"

After thanking her, Gilbert turned and hurried towards the ice cream parlor.

As he reached the street across, he stopped.

The door of the ice cream parlor swung open, and out came a little boy, followed by a young woman carrying a cuddly doll.

It was Jenna! Jenna snuggled into the young woman's neck, planting a shy kiss on her cheek before whispering something in her ear.

patting Jenna's back. Leaning over to Jenna's ear, she whispered

two of them, wrapped in each other's arms, looked

fixed on the woman's face,

the face he was familiar

was Jenna's mom. And

was he thinking? That Jenna could be Sherilyn's child? Seems

woman, Gilbert walked back to his

settled into the car, his

It was Charles.

about the

aside

two other buyers. their information

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"Alright."

hanging up, Gilbert checked the

completely unfamiliar names, no mention

wondering where Sherilyn got

was about to start the car,

the ice cream parlor opened

it was the face he

smile on her lips a her hair loosely tied

tied in a

at the woman holding Jenna, "Thanks so much, Auntie

The Jenna,