Beyond the Divorce

When I heard that, I quickly glanced at Trinity. "Our little princess is here too to visit Anson."

Trinity smiled and got up to open the door. The girl with two small buns on her head peeked in, looking like a little imp. "Miss, is my mommy here?"

"Who's your mommy?" Trinity teased her, although she hadn't formally met my little girl.

At this moment, the contrast between the two, one inside the door and the other outside, was particularly striking.

"My mommy's name is Chloe, and she's here to see Aunt Trinity. Who are you? Have you seen my mommy? My grandpa said this is Aunt Trinity's room." Her voice was tender and sweet, melting everyone's heart. "And who am I?" Trinity squatted down, meeting her gaze.

There was a moment of silence, and I almost burst out laughing. Then I heard Ava say, "Don't you know who you are? Do you know your name? I'm Ava Murphy, what's yours?"

"I'm Trinity." Trinity's voice was soft and pleasant.

Usually, she spoke with a deeper voice, but now it was so gentle that I almost didn't recognize her.

but chuckle at the sound of Ava's laughter. "You're Aunt Trinity!

lifted Ava into her arms as she walked in. "You're such a

and said, "Mommy, Aunt Trinity was teasing me. She said she didn't know who she was. I almost called

this little sprite. I'm sure it would ease her heartache. It looks like

asked, feeling a pang of sadness. She was my grandmother,

been sad, and her condition has

Trinity

looked at her with affection. "An old lady. Would

I... I'm not a doctor. How can I cure

have to cheer her up. You're a ray of sunshine. If she's happy, she'll get better," Trinity explained patiently.

are genes?" Ava asked

over with a smile.

Trinity and said, "She has a