Whispers Turn

A few days later, it was on a Monday. Mondays were Sherilyn’s official day off, given how the foot traffic at Neon Nights Bar dwindled to its lowest. 

With the day to herself, Sherilyn decided to visit Sylvia, who had been recovering quite well, fully alert, and steadily regaining her strength. 

Together with the caregiver, Sherilyn helped Sylvia out of bed and wheeled her to the garden to soak up some sunshine. 

“Sherilyn,” Sylvia grasped her hand, sighing, “You’ve gone through so much trouble for me.” “It’s nothing,” Sherilyn replied with a soft smile, shaking her head. “It’s what family does.” 

“Oh, dear,” Sylvia patted Sherilyn’s hand, her eyes welling with tears. “The one thing I regret is leaving you all alone for the past four years.” 

“Sylvia,” Sherilyn quickly pulled a tissue to clean Sylvia’s tears. “That’s all in the past. I’m doing just fine, right?” 

“Don’t worry,” Sylvia assured her with a smile. “As long as I’m here, you are Gilbert’s wife and will always be. The title of Mrs. Johnson belongs to you and you alone.” 

At the mention of Gilbert, Sherilyn’s expression turned slightly awkward. She figured it was best to let Gilbert handle their issues. 

Kneeling, Sherilyn began massaging Sylvia’s calves. “Sylvia, I’m off today, so I’ll stay the night and keep you company, okay?” 

Sylvia was more than happy. “That would be wonderful.” 

“Sylvia,” the caregiver emerged from the house with Sylvia’s phone, “Your phone’s ringing.” “Oh, let me have it,” Sylvia took the phone and saw it was Gilbert calling. 

“Grandma,” 

“What is it?” Sylvia asked. “Aren’t you at Starfield? You don’t need to check on me if you’re busy.” 

“Yes, Grandma.” On the other end, Gilbert chuckled, “The truth is, I’m not calling to check on you. Could you see if there’s a leather folder I might’ve left there? I’ve been spending nights there, and it might contain some work needed.” 

Sylvia’s demeanor turned stern at once. “Is it something you need tonight?” 

Gilbert confirmed, “Yes, I need it for a meeting later. Please help me look for it.” All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

“Fine.” As a formidable lady in her younger days, Sylvia was no stranger to the importance of diligence. Putting the phone aside, she turned to Sherilyn. “Sherilyn, could you check 

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de for a leather folder? 

“Sure” Shellyn replied, quickly heading inside to look around 

Returning with a folder, she asked, “Sylvia, is 

“Syhra, this the 

“Let me see.“Sylvia inspected it briefly before confirming over the phone. Found it. It’s 

“Thank goodness, Gilbert sighed in reller Grandma could you send someone to bring it Over? 

“Of course” Sylvia agreed, then hung voi 

About to dial someone else Sylvia paned and looked at Sherlyn “Sherilyns, dear” 

Sherilyn replied, “Yes, Syne 

Sylvia held her hand’s Gilberts work documents in the folder can’t trust anyone sise with it and I know it’s a better, but could you let’s all business secreta and I wouldn’t feel safe handing it swertes bryderby” 

Sheryn hesitated She knew Syle’s guest was party an attempt to bring her and Gillbert together Sherlyn warned to proud Gilbert, not seeing him at all. But how could she explain to Syluts that she and Gilbert were 

“Okay” Sherbyss finally agreet 

cly at isdits ? 

Aher all she was merely delivering the folder She could drop it off and leave without any need for conversation