“Do you like my city?” Kylian asked, sipping his wine as they waited for their meals to arrive.
“Yes. What I’ve seen of it so far. It’s a hell of a lot different from New Orleans. Once I get settled in, I’ll explore it in more depth—on foot.”
“You’re a walker?”
“Whenever possible,” Brett replied. “It’s the best way to get to know a place and the people.”
“Hmm. You’re making it sound like you’ve lived several places. Why did I think you’ve always been in New Orleans?”
“I grew up there, but I went away to school, then moved around a bit until I decided I’d rather live in NOLA than anywhere else.”
Kylian frowned. “That doesn’t bode well for you staying here for any length of time.”
“Not true. I can create my art anywhere, so that’s not a factor. However, I have a reason to live here no
