Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Sylvia's knees buckled, and she was on the verge of collapsing!

"Grandma!"

"Grandma!"

This move startled Sherilyn, as well as Francis and Caroline!

Sherilyn quickly reached out, caught her, tears welling up in her eyes, shaking her head as she spoke, "Grandma, please don't do this! You raised me! I'll go, I will!" How could she bear to see her grandmother like this?

"Sherilyn!" Sylvia, desperate, exclaimed, "My dear, thank you!"

Sherilyn glanced back at Rebecca, "Grandma, I'm going to take my friend upstairs first. She's blind and needs some extra help." "Oh?"

Sylvia looked over at Rebecca, noting, "She seems like a fine and bright young woman... Go ahead. I'll wait for you." "Alright."

Sherilyn let go and walked over to Rebecca, linking arms with her, "Rebecca, let's head up."

"Sure."

Rebecca 'looked' toward Sylvia, "Mrs. Johnson, I apologize for the inconvenience."

"Not at all."

Watching their retreating figures, Sylvia sighed softly, "Such a polite girl, it's a shame..." So young, and blind.

Francis remained silent, saying nothing.

Meanwhile, Caroline was visibly shocked. She had sensed something was off with Rebecca.

Blind? She was blind?

Ha!

Caroline sneered inwardly. Had Francis lost his mind? To be interested in a blind girl? Why? Just because she had given birth to James?

...

Sherilyn assisted Rebecca into the elevator.

"Sherilyn."

With a moment to themselves,

Rebecca gently tapped her hand, "When we get back to the apartment, I'll have Sophia help pack. need to return to the

Southern District Sanatoriumvee

"Why?"

Sherilyn frowned, "Are you unhappy staying with me? Or do you feel like you're bothering me?" "You're overthinking it."

Rebecca offered a gentle smile,

"Sophia has Jenna to care for, and you're heading to the hospital...

consider you a friend; I don't want to be a burden at a time like this."

She was talking about real concerns.

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"Don't worry. The nurse, Jane, who looks after me, is very kind. I've missed her, actually."

Sherilyn was convinced, "Alright, then. I'll arrange for a ride and make sure someone from the Southern District Sanatorium is there to meet you."

Rebecca chuckled, "I know, dear. I may be blind but I'm not a child. The world is full of blind people living their lives just fine."

Still, Sherilyn was concerned. Once downstairs, she shared the situation with Francis.

"Brother, could you make sure the Southern District Sanatorium has someone waiting for Rebecca at the entrance?"

Upon hearing this, Francis replied, "You don't have to worry about it. I'll arrange for someone to escort her."

"..." Sherilyn was surprised but nodded, "Thank you, brother."

"It's nothing."

Sherilyn found it increasingly odd.

Though it was a small gesture for

her brother, his 'small gant

Rebecca seemed a bit much didn't they?

"Francis, Sherilyn?"

Sylvia was urging them, "What are you two whispering about? Discuss it in the car."

"We're done, Grandma."

"Then get in the car!"

Sylvia turned and climbed into the vehicle, muttering, "Always whispering about something..."

Caroline shook her head, remaining silent, but she overheard something about the Southern District Sanatorium?

The group then proceeded to the hospital.

In the hospital room, Gilbert was lying still, just as he had been the day before.

"Gilbert."

This was the first time Sylvia had seen her younger grandson since the incident, reminding her of when her older grandson had an accident. "What's got into you? You want to follow in your brother's footsteps that badly?"