"I'll stop by later," he returned as he headed down the hall away from them."I'll stop by later," he returned as he headed down the hall away from them. "Okay." Once inside his room, Mitchell signed the appropriate paperwork and got the keys. Then William helped him move in while Claire stayed out in the car and waited. Once he was all moved in, Claire came up and looked at the room. "Are you sure you'll be all right here?" she asked, still not convinced. The living quarters were nothing like what Mitchell was used to, and she was worried about her baby. "Yeah, I'm sure," he answered, smiling. "Do you want us to stay and take you out to dinner?" William asked. "No, that's okay," he answered. "You can go. I want to meet some people." "Okay. Here's some money if you need anything." He pulled out his money clip and gave Mitchell a few hundreds. "Will that be enough?" "Sure," Mitchell answered. "Okay, honey, we're going to go now. You call us if you need anything," Claire said. She gave him a light hug and kissed him lightly on the cheek. William gave him a firm handshake. "Do as your mother says. Give us a call if you need anything," he said. "I will." "Good-bye," Claire said. "'Bye." After they left, Mitchell changed into shorts and then spent a little time unpacking and getting things set up in his room. The guy next door stopped by later as Mitchell was putting up some of his prints. "Cool, you're a Dali fan?" he asked from the doorway. Mitchell almost dropped the hammer in surprise. "Oh, sorry man," he chuckled at Mitchell's reaction. He stepped forward and extended his hand. "My name is Gregg Saxton." "Mitchell Knight," he answered, gasping his hand and giving it a firm shake. |