and the like.” Robert was adamant.
“Listen, I’ll take the kid,” Philip said. “It makes more sense because I have no attachments, and he can move into my condo where there’s plenty of room.”
“What about the house?” Connie clutched conspicuously absent pearls.
“We can put the house on the market. This way he’ll at least stay in Orlando, go to the same school, and what not.” For someone who acted as if he could care less most of the time, Philip had a few ideas mapped out in advance, it seemed.
Edgar was the first adult to speak directly to Trevor about any of it. “So what do you think, Trevor? Would you like to go and stay with your Uncle Philip?”
The answer was an emphatic no, but Trevor realized he was out of options, especially if there was any hope of him staying close to Shanice and the Baileys. This solution would have to do for now.
“Yeah, I guess,” Trevor said. He wasn’t quite sure his selfish uncle had the ability to parent anyone. Given his choices now, he’d take what he could get over being fostered by strangers again, and possibly having to move far away from Orlando which had essentially become his home,
“Then it’s settled,” Philip said with a smile that Trevor didn’t quite believe was genuine.
Chapter Five
When Philip stepped up, it seemed like the answer to all their prayers, especially Trevor’s. The day he moved in with Philip paled in comparison to when he’d moved in with David and Elena. At least materially, it did.
Philip escorted Trevor to his room, swung the door open and waved an arm like he was a spokesmodel.
“And this is where you’ll be crashing.” Philip said. “Go on in and make yourself at home.”
Trevor tried not to show how excited he was, but he couldn’t help but return Philip’s grin when he saw the state-of-the-art computer equipment in his room, together with the desktops and monitors he already owned courtesy of the Kyles.
“Go on,” Philip said. “Take her for a spin, then after you unpack, we’ll order some takeout.”
While the computers were booting up, Trevor checked out the video game systems, both a PlayStation 3 and an XBox 360 with a video game library that would make the average kid’s mouth water.
Even the furniture smelled new. After test driving his new computer equipment, he wheeled his luggage over to the closet and opened the door. Surprisingly, there were a few new clothes already hanging inside in his size.
“Wow!” Trevor said, as he riffled through the cool jeans, t-shirts, and light jackets bearing names that he knew were more expensive than the Old Navy gear the Kyles had been fond of. Maybe staying with his Uncle Phil wouldn’t be all bad. Trevor missed David and Elena so much he felt guilty being sucked in by all the cool stuff he was getting now that they were gone.
He logged off the computers and put away his things. Being on the computer reminded him so much of David he didn’t want to do any serious programming at the moment. After he put all his belongings away, he went in search of his uncle. The possibility of food usually made him excited enough to put away some serious grub, but not with the memories of David and Elena bombarding him even as he performed mundane tasks like folding his shirts and socks the way Elena had shown him, and hiding his browsing trail on the computer like David had shown him.
When he entered the kitchen, Phil wasn’t alone as he’d expected. A buxom blonde was wound around his torso.
“Excuse me,” Trevor said and ducked back out the door. He was halfway back down the hall when after hurried fumbling his uncle called out to him.
“Hey, Trev, man come back. I want you to meet somebody.”
Trevor didn’t want to make nice with his uncle’s flavor-of-the-month, as David and Elena called Philip’s friends on more than one occasion when they thought Trevor wasn’t paying attention. His uncle’s womanizing was one of the things he and his brother