Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

After several days of relentless rain and snow, the sun finally decided to show up early this morning.

Rebecca, having finished her breakfast, lounged by the window, soaking in the view outside.

With the festive season just around the corner, the usually tranquil Southern District Sanatorium seemed even more deserted these past few days. However, today, the yard buzzed with unusual liveliness, faint laughter reaching her ears. "Ms. White," the nurse approached, handing her a glass of water, "Drink some water."

"Thank you." Rebecca took the glass and asked, "What's going on in the yard? Sounds lively."

"People are flying kites. The weather's nice today."

Glancing at the bright sunshine outside, the nurse suggested, "Ms. White, how about we go out for some fresh air?"

Ever since her accident in the water, she had confined herself indoors, and i t was indeed time to breathe some fresh air. "Is that okay?"

The thought excited Rebecca, but the fear of another accident lingered, "I wouldn't want to cause you any trouble."

"It's fine."

The nurse seemed more confident than she was, "We'll just stay in the yard, won't go far. This time, I'll have you arm-in-arm, won't let go, haha!"

Rebecca chuckled, "Alright."

"Let's go!"

Stepping outside, the laughter sounded even more lively.

smiled, "Sounds like a

nurse replied, "Our yard is big, so folks from other

"Sounds fun."

"Ms. White, would you like

"We don't

The nurse looped her arm, "Let's go

"Sure."

over and

kite in hand, the nurse grew excited,

"You don't

at herself, "Got caught up in the

how to fly a kite her boyfriend, Eddy Jones, had taught her. But now, being visually impaired and with limited

"I'll try."

reached out in front of

Mr. Francis...

nurse swallowed, silently passing the kite

sight, she had become

the gentleman who

being recognized so easily. He was a man of

already thanked

it