So this was it. Paris was the last time I saw Rashid.Well, not the very last time. You know that.On Sunday after our night at Moulin Arc-en-Ciel, Rashid comes with me to Charles de Gaulle Airport, where I board my plane back to New Orleans, before he returns to the city to catch the Eurostar … Continue reading First Times – Madeleines & Healing (15)
~ 2 May ~ The moment I step through the front door of Josie's house in Leonidas, I can basically feel the tension radiating from the walls. I don't even need to hear my sister's raised voice coming from the master bedroom. It sounds like a long, angry rant, and I can barely hear the … Continue reading First Times – Madeleines & Healing (12)
I stay in 'my' room at 1132 Royal Street for a little while longer. Partly because I can't stop grinning goofily at Rashid's texts and partly because I'm not brave enough to test the waters with Mari yet. Of course it's not the first time we said 'ILY', but it seems we try to limit … Continue reading First Times – Madeleines & Healing (10)
In case you are wondering: No, the irony is not lost on me that I got a tattoo on my lower abdomen only months before a knife found its way into Rashid's, almost taking his life. My tattoo is on my right side, while his scar is on his left. While mine celebrates the lives … Continue reading First Times – Madeleines & Healing (8)
I wake up when the sun is fully up, later than I usually get up, and I'm grateful that as a custodian I don't have any fixed working hours. I stumble from the terrace into my apartment, making a beeline for the coffee maker. Before I can reach my destination, I hear banging at my … Continue reading First Times – Sazerac & Beignets (4)
Daughter of Gallifrey 