Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

And yeah, Sherilyn was taking Jenna along.

Jenna was so little, and not exactly in the best of health...

Gilbert instantly felt a twinge of regret. He shouldn't have smoked so much just now. Grabbing a pack of gum, he threw three pieces into his mouth and started chewing mechanically.

The sickly sweet taste spread across his tongue. He wondered, maybe it could tone down the smell of the smoke a bit?

Fifteen minutes later, Sherilyn emerged.

Gilbert straightened up and walked towards her, his gaze burning into her. "Sherilyn."

Sherilyn frowned, avoiding his gaze. "If you've got something to say, just say it."

"It's not really the place here."

Gilbert glanced at her expression and said lightly, "How about we find a cozy spot to sit down and talk?"

Why? Sherilyn looked up, puzzled.

But he seemed pretty insistent. With no other choice, Sherilyn nodded. "Alright."

The area wasn't bustling with activity. Sherilyn led Gilbert to a dessert cafe she and Jenna had just visited.

They sat down opposite each other.

"What'll you have?"

"Nothing for me." Sherilyn shook her head. Was she here to drink something?

both, "Then, two strawberry milkshakes. One for you, one

so, he got up to

filled with doubts. Strawberry

she could ponder any further, Gilbert returned with the milkshakes, placing one in

"Drink up."

slightly, then replied,

want to talk about? Can you say it

however, seemed in no hurry, cradling the milkshake and taking

sweet, like happiness in

those words... they were the same as

cup, gently swirled

a soft chuckle, he murmured, "I know a little girl named Jenna. She

she's really into Minnie

Sherilyn

"You know, Mickey Mouse's

Minnie Mouse toy the same size

V

words, watching his lips move,

gaze fixed on him,

She understood!

He knew everything!

How did

finished his puzzle, his

slightly, his

as if trying