Whisper

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I took a deep breath, fighting back the tears that were building.

Even, at this moment, knowing that I had lost Sheila, the one that I missed the most of all ...

was Whisper.

"I miss you, little girl.

Daddy will always love you."

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A soft giggle, like a far away echo.

Unlike the time in Twillingate, this time, I was sure of what I heard.

It was my Whisper.

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I forced a smile.

"I hope you are in a happy place now, Jenny.

I hope you have found your way home."

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One more giggle. This time very faint.

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"Goodbye," I whispered, tears filling my eyes.

I finished my drink and cigar and went back inside.

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I spent the next few days, doing a thorough cleaning of my house, including washing every piece of clothing that I had.

Everything just felt cold and dirty.

No matter how warm I made the house, I just never seemed to warm up myself.

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I was actually beginning to think that I should just sell the house and move to Twillingate.

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I had been to the general store a couple times.

John and Cora were friendly, but I could feel something just wasn't right.

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I was never one for confrontation, but I had to try and clear the air.

I took a deep breath.

"Look. I know I am not your favourite person right now, but I just want to say I am sorry, for any pain I have caused your family."

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Cora nodded.

"It not be us, youse have to apologize to, Will."

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"I have done my best to apologize to Sheila."

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Cora shook her head.

"Its 'enry we worries fer, Will."

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John continued.

"Dat little boy taught the world be you, Will. His 'eart be broken, boy."

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"'ave you even talked to he, Will?" Cora wondered.

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I shook my head. I was ashamed of myself.

I had not talked to Henry at all. I had enough problem talking to Sheila. Henry was another case, all together.

"I honestly don't know what to say to him."

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"Da truth, Will. Always the truth," Cora suggested.