Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

The holiday season was upon them, and Sherilyn and Sophia were bustling around, preparing for the Christmas celebrations.

As previously arranged with Rebecca, Sherilyn took a trip to the Southern District Sanatorium two days early to pick her up. Since Sherilyn wasn't a direct relative, the paperwork took a bit longer than expected. "Finally, all set," Sherilyn sighed in relief upon her return, as she helped Rebecca pack her belongings. "Hope we didn't miss anything. If so, don't worry... you can always use mine." "Thank you," Rebecca smiled, her voice warm.

"Huh?" Sherilyn suddenly exclaimed, noticing a pile of festive goods. "Why do you have so many holiday goodies?"

"Is it a lot?" Rebecca asked, her sightless eyes turning towards the sound of Sherilyn's voice. "Jane told me the sanatorium handed them out."

"The Southern District Sanatorium sure thinks of everything," Sherilyn mused, rifling through the items. They reminded her of the gifts Gilbert had dropped off at her place days ago.

"Are you ready to go, Sherilyn?" Rebecca asked, dressed and ready.

"Yeah, let's head home," Sherilyn replied, offering her arm to Rebecca.

They headed back to the safety of Sunset Ridge Community, far from the prying eyes of Eddy, ready to enjoy the Christmas in peace.

festive red hoodie, tying her hair into two adorable

stop admiring herself in the mirror. "Look

laugh at her

adorable," Rebecca agreed,

Jenna corrected, her voice filled

is," Rebecca

Jenna's hair. "Be good and take care of Rebecca,

will," Jenna promised, suddenly curious. "Mom, when is

paused, her heart skipping a beat. Since that night, she hadn't heard

tugged at her sleeve, eager for

in with a smile, saving Sherilyn from having to respond. "That's something between you and Mr. Johnson, sweetie. It's still early; let's wait for

turning her attention back to

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