Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Grandma." Francis frowned, his voice heavy with concern, "Gilbert's not as bad off as it seems. Aside from his head, he's pretty much fine all over."

Other than a few scrapes and bruises across his skin, there were no broken bones to worry about.

"Indeed."

Sylvia gently touched her grandson's cheek, "Look at his complexion, just like he's merely sleeping."

Her gaze suddenly shifted to Sherilyn, grasping her hand, "Sherilyn, you've been such a trooper, staying by his side, talking to him. The doctor said Gilbert's doing well in all other aspects." Feeling the intensity of the old lady's stare, Sherilyn felt the weight of expectation heavy on her shoulders.

With a slight furrow in her brow, she replied, "Grandma, I'll try my best, but I can't make any promises."

"That's okay, dear!"

Sylvia patted her hand, her eyes brimming with tears, "I'm not trying to pressure you, but given his condition, we must do all we can, right? After all, you've called him 'big brother' before, haven't you?" "Mhm." Sherilyn nodded, her gaze lowered.

"Francis."

Sylvia turned, instructing Francis, "Please have someone tidy up around here, and make sure Sherilyn has everything she needs."

nodded, "I would have seen to it

"Indeed."

you were little, having been through life and death together... Just a grandmother's

grandmother held Sherilyn's hand, earnestly saying, "Bless you,

...

up a chair

had stepped out to fetch medicine, and the caretaker was busy elsewhere. Following the doctor's advice, Sherilyn knew her role was

But what to say?

up, she couldn't very well speak of reconciliations or growing old

smirked, a

like a daredevil. With all that bravery, how come you're lying here in such

you better listen

to just sleep away. For Jenna's sake, you can't afford to let anything happen to you!" The only response was the steady hush

opened the music player, and played the tunes she often

me tell you about

want to hear, and she