Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

In the evening, Sherilyn bathed Jenna and then tucked her into bed, gently drying her daughter's hair with a soft towel.

As she was about to finish, Sophia walked in with a medicine cup. "Time for your medicine, Jenna."

Jenna pouted and snuggled closer to her mom. "Mommy, it tastes yucky."

No one enjoys taking medicine, especially not someone as young as Jenna.

In the beginning, when Jenna was first diagnosed, Sherilyn had to be incredibly creative to coax her into taking her medicine.

But over time, Jenna had learned to take it without making a fuss.

Sherilyn felt a wave of tenderness for her daughter, recognizing the plea for comfort. "I know it's not the best, but it's like a superhero, you know."

She touched Jenna's nose gently. "They're fighting the bad guys making you sick. Haven't you been feeling a bit better lately?"

"Yeah." Jenna blinked her big, watery eyes in agreement.

"So..." Sherilyn pointed to Jenna's mouth, "let's open the tunnel and let the superheroes in to keep protecting you, okay?"

"Okay."

lips and then bravely

"Here we go."

a big gulp of water from her

"Wow..."

closely, "What beautiful teeth you have. How did they get so pretty?" Jenna, slightly confused, blinked her beautiful eyes. Wasn't Mom supposed to check if

lasted only a moment before

"Because I'm Mommy's treasure!"

her gently, charmed by her little

Sherilyn was extra vigilant, periodically checking on her daughter throughout the night

noticed Jenna's fever

her sleep, restless

up, lifted Jenna in her arms, and gently patted her back. "Are you feeling okay, sweetie? Don't worry, Mommy's

on the

was a message

to check in. How's Jenna doing with the medication? Let me know

Sherilyn replied with one hand while holding

not sleeping well.

phone tighter, his brow furrowed with