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“Yes, that’s about it. I got involved, and I had to stay involved.”
She looked around the living room again. “It looks like you’ve lived a charmed life.”
“Looks are deceiving. I was raised by a single parent, and both of us worked our butts off to pay for my college. But I recently met my birth father, and he’s wealthy, so yes, right now I’m living a charmed life. I can afford to share it.”
“Well, the plus in all of this is that you’re related to my cousins’ employers. Three of them commute into Babylon every day, and Hocus lives with your father and his wife.”
“So, you’ve heard about all the players,” I said.
“Oh, yes, they couldn’t wait to tell me. I know you’re a celebrity, as well.”
“Not really. I was just on the one series, and that was it for me.”
“Oh! What do you do for a living now?”
“I’m a security guard at the hospital.”
She sputtered, taken aback. “Talk about a one-hundred-eighty-degree change.”
“It really is. But it’s what I went to college to do. Criminal justice.”
“My career path, as well.”
“Is that right? What does your husband do?” I didn’t know this was a foot-in-mouth question.
“No husband,” she said.
“Oh, I’m sorry. When you said your boys were in college… I just assumed.”
“Well, I’m their father. I’m a trans lady. My wife, their mother, is a nurse at Misericordia.”
“Oh! Boy, I blew that one, didn’t I? I’m really sorry.”
Except for her height, there were no other signs, although maybe her over-the-top faultless grooming and clothing should have been a giveaway. I’m pretty unsophisticated for having gone to college in Chi-Town.
Myrla laughed, and she didn’t seem offended. “Do you have any objection to me taking care of your baby?”
“Me? None. I’ll probably mention it to the mother. Actually, she’s Dominican. Her people live up by you. I wonder if you know her.”
“Name?”
I told her, and she laughed. “Simon is a redo of Jimenez or son of Simon. It’s a pretty common name, and since I didn’t hear about the kidnapping, I doubt I know them.”
“Right. If you knew the family, you probably would have heard the whole story.”
“Chances are if she’s living down here alone, her family is pissed off at her. What’s the baby’s father like?”
“A jackass. I saw him drop the baby out of the car, onto the ground, and he’s free on bail now.”
“He wouldn’t be alive if I had gotten my hands on him,” Myrla hissed.
We fantasized about what we would do if we saw Emory on the street, and Myrla made me laugh. Her feminine, soft outward appearance contradicted her chutzpah.
“Can I ask what you did for work before you transitioned?”
“Ha! I was head of security detail for the mayor. I slipped into the wife’s assistant position easily after that.”
“Okay, now I get the career path comment. Help me to understand why you want to nanny. I don’t get it.”
