Chapter 186: New York
Monday, January 16th, Evening
The elevator doors opened, and she stepped onto her floor. For a moment, she put her briefcase down and stretched out. After that moment, she reached down and grabbed her briefcase again and kept walking down the hall.
Trin came to a door and knocked on it. After a few moments passed and the door opened, a thin woman, about an inch or so taller than Trin, with light brown hair, light blue eyes, and pale skin stood before her. Clair wore her usual effortless elegant style and still wore that signature necklace.
"Hello, Trinity, please come in," Clair Anne-Sophie Legrand said, in Parisian accented English.
"Thank you, Madam Legrand," Trin said, as she stepped into the apartment.
"You're welcome, Trinity, and please, call me Clair," Madam Legrand said.
"How's Wyatt today?" Trin asked.
"He's a treasure," Madam Legrand said.
"Thank you for watching him," Trin said.
"He's no bother," Madam Legrand said, waving her hand in a dismissive gesture, "The girls love having him here. Also, did I hear someone at your apartment today?"
"Yeah, that's my friend, Ellie," Trin said.
"Peyton's daughter, that looks like her?" Madam Legrand asked, curiously.
Trin forgot that Madam Legrand knew Peyton Scott. She nodded, "I forgot you know the Scotts," she said.
"Well, not all of them," Madam Legrand said.
"Yeah," Trin said, "You could say Ellie looks like her mom."
"Why is she staying with you?" Madam Legrand asked, curious still.
"Long story," Trin said.
"Enough said, Trinity," Madam Legrand said, "Enough said."
"Can I get Wyatt? I have things to do," Trin said.
Madam Legrand nodded, "Sure," she said, and looked over her shoulder, "Marguerite, Léa peux-tu amener Wyatt, sa mère est là pour lui."
"Oui Maman," a young girl's voice called back.
Trin nodded and waited for the three young kids to come out of the back of the house. Marguerite and Léa were also dressed casually, Trin noticed. Wyatt was also dressed for a day off.
He looked up at Trin, smiled, and walked over to her for a hug. Trin noted Wyatt was starting to grow again. He was also getting strong too.
"How was your day?" Trin asked.
"It was good," Wyatt said.
"You finish your homework?" Trin asked.
"Yes, Mom," Wyatt said.
Trin nodded, and they untangled from their hug. "Good, I have dinner on the way," she said.
"What are you planning for tonight?" Wyatt asked.
"Whatever we find on TV," Trin said.
"Will Aunt Libby be joining us?" Wyatt asked.
"I don't know," Trin said.
"Oh," Wyatt said with a frown.
"C'mon on, we have to get going," Trin said, "Say goodbye."
Wyatt nodded; he turned to Madam Legrand and her two daughters. "Au revoir et merci Madame Legrand, Marguerite et Léa," Wyatt said.
"Bienvenue, Wyatt, et bonne nuit," Madam Legrand said.
"Au revoir, Wyatt," Léa said, and hugged Wyatt, she broke away and stood aside.
"Au revoir, Wyatt," Marguerite said and hugged Wyatt, which they kissed each other's cheek.
Wyatt nodded and followed Trin out of the apartment. They weren't far from their residence; Trin opened the door and let Wyatt in. Trin walked in and put her briefcase down on the breakfast bar.
Trin looked over and saw a sheet of paper on the counter. She reached over and pulled the sheet of paper to her. Trin looked it over.
Trin,
I have some loose ends to tie up.
I'll be home tonight.
Thanks again for putting up with my shit.
Tell Wyatt; I love him.
Ellie
Trin shook her head and put the paper down. She looked over to see Wyatt in the living room, turning on the television. Trin nodded, walked off to her room.
After a shower, she dressed in pajama pants and a t-shirt. Trin pulled her hair back in a ponytail. As she finished up, her phone went off, checking her smartphone, dinner had arrived.
Trin went to retrieve dinner and put the bags down on the breakfast bar. Without calling him, Wyatt came over. Trin unpacked dinner, and they took a seat at the breakfast bar.
"What's going on with Aunt Libby?" Wyatt asked.
"What do you mean?" Trin asked.
"Well, she's been staying here, and she never stays here," Wyatt said.
"Aunt Libby is going through somethings, right now," Trin said.
"What is she going through?" Wyatt asked.
Trin sort of shrugged, "I don't know how to explain it exactly," she said.
"Drama?" Wyatt asked.
"It's about a good way to put it, as any," Trin said.
"It seems that Aunt Libby just finds drama," Wyatt said.
"Where did you hear that?" Trin asked.
"Nowhere, but it seems she's always involved in something you would call drama," Wyatt said.
"Have you been listening to Aunt Fallon again?" Trin asked.
Wyatt lowered his head, "Yeah," he said.
"Well, you're too smart for your own good, sometimes," Trin said, and laughed, "But yeah, she lives life on the edge."
"The edge?" Wyatt asked.
"Just a term," Trin said.
"Oh," Wyatt said.
"Well, eat up, so we could watch a movie," Trin said.
"Okay," Wyatt said and turned back to his dinner.
They ate in silence until Trin couldn't take it anymore. She took the TV remote and turned the TV back on. She flipped through the channels until she found something that wasn't the News.
"Don't like it quiet?" Wyatt asked.
Trin nodded, "Yeah, having Aunt Libby here, you get used to a certain level of noise," she said.
Wyatt nodded. They finished eating and cleaned up. After they finished cleaning, they headed to the living room. They settled in to watch TV.