Boo Dahlia was quite happy in New Orleans. Lil' Ms. Isabella could hear her quite plainly even if no one else around there could. Must have been the sweet innocent child's heart that she listened with. Thank goodness she had someone to just chat with. Nothing got in the way of Lady Kathryn knowing exactly what Booie needed though. She did wonders for her.
Still, looking out the window past the beautiful wrought iron, something was calling out to Booie. What was beyond the window?