Chapter 209: New York City

Friday, January 20th, Morning

Trin got up early and went right into her bathroom for a shower. Once the shower was over, Trin dressed and went directly to the kitchenette and started making breakfast.

Just as she was finishing up the first plate, Wyatt came out from the back of the house. Dressed in his school uniform, he entered the great room. Wyatt hopped onto a stool and looked at the breakfast plate before him.

"Who delivers this early?" Wyatt asked.

Trin looked at her son, with the really look, "It's not delivery," she said.

"Then who cooked it?" Wyatt asked.

"I did," Trin said.

Wyatt picked up a fork and poked at the food for a minute. "Very funny, I know how to cook," Trin said.

"But you don't cook," Wyatt said.

"When am I home long enough to cook?" Trin asked.

Wyatt shrugged, "I don't know," he said.

Trin shook her head, "I can't believe I'm having this debate with an eleven-year-old," she said, placing her plate on the breakfast bar.

"But you love me, Mom," Wyatt said.

Trin shook her head again; she poured herself a cup of coffee. Slowly, Trin walked around to the other side of the breakfast bar. Trin took a seat on the stool next to Wyatt and looked at Wyatt.

"You're lucky that I do," Trin said.

Wyatt nodded, "So, what's up?" he asked.

"What do you mean?" Trin asked.

"Mom, when you get up early and cook, you usually have something to tell me," Wyatt said.

"I do not," Trin said.

"The last time you did this, you told me that Spazz died," Wyatt said.

"Spazz was a hamster," Trin said.

"Still, you got up early to cook," Wyatt said.

"You're point?" Trin asked.

"What do you have to tell me?" Wyatt asked.

"Well, maybe I wanted to do something nice," Trin said.

"Right," Wyatt said.

Trin sighed, "Fine," she said, "We're heading to Tree Hill in about a week."

"So?" Wyatt asked.

"Well, you get to see your cousins and siblings," Trin said.

"Joy," Wyatt said. Trin wondered if he just gave her an eye roll. Was Wyatt even old enough to do an eye roll?

"It is, and Nana Brooke, Grandpa Nate, and Nana Haley, would love to see you," Trin said.

"Nana Brooke just saw me," Wyatt said.

"Why are you being difficult?" Trin asked.

"Because I can," Wyatt said.

"Well, you'll get to see Aunt Libby," Trin said.

"Yeah?" Wyatt asked.

"Yes, Aunt Libby is staying with Nana Brooke," Trin said.

Wyatt nodded, "So, when are we leaving?" he asked.

"I've not booked the flight yet, but we're heading down there on the twenty-eighth," Trin said.

Wyatt nodded, "How long will we be there?" he asked.

"A week," Trin said.

Wyatt nodded and turned to his breakfast. Before Trin could even sip her coffee, her phone rang. Trin sighed, shook her head, and picked up her phone.

"What can I do for you, Fallon?" Trin asked.

"Hi, Aunt Fallon," Wyatt said.

"I just had a debate with Wyatt," Trin said.

"Why?" Fallon asked, "And who won?"

"Well, I got up early and cooked him breakfast," Trin said.

"Who died?" Fallon asked.

"No one died," Trin said, "Why would you even ask that?"

"Well, because the last time you did that, that demon hamster of yours died," Fallon said.

"Spazz was a delightful animal," Trin said.

"I call bullshit on that," Fallon said.

"Why would you do that?" Trin asked.

"Well, for one, it bit me, and two its name was Spazz," Fallon said.

"Whatever, why did you call?" Trin asked.

"Did you book your flight yet?" Fallon asked.

"No, I've not," Trin said.

"Would you prefer to fly commercial or Fallon airways?" Fallon asked.

"Fallon, what are you thinking of doing?" Trin asked.

"Well, I do have an account for a charter service, and I don't think Wyatt's ever flown on a Gulfstream," Fallon said.

"Fallon don't spoil my son," Trin said.

"What does Aunt Fallon what to do?" Wyatt asked.

"Trin, I'm heading there, and I felt it would be a nice treat for Wyatt," Fallon said.

"What's the cost?" Trin asked.

"No cost, I'll just get you on the manifest," Fallon said.

"Why are you showing off?" Trin asked.

"Trin, just let me do this," Fallon said.

"Fine," Trin said, "We'll do it."

"Good, I'll send you the details," Fallon said.

"Okay," Trin said.

"Bye, Trin," Fallon said and disconnected.

"Bye, Fallon," Trin said, and lowered her phone.

"What's Aunt Fallon up to now?" Wyatt asked.

"I think I just booked our flights to Tree Hill," Trin said.

"How did you do that; you were talking to Aunt Fallon?" Wyatt asked.

"She's flying us down," Trin said.

"Okay," Wyatt said.

"How's breakfast?" Trin asked.

"I can eat it," Wyatt said.

"Very funny," Trin said, "Eat your breakfast before you're late."

"Alright," Wyatt said, and turned back to his breakfast.