HER DIRTY SECRET
C H A P T E R XI – Quite a Place for a Devil
ROSETRIX LEXAR
If I will try to remember how New Orleans is like when the French people used to have it under their hands? I am not sure whether to remember good things or bad things.
As we drove our way to the home of the Mardi Gras, I could not help but notice how time flew by. “Have you ever attended the Mardi Gras?” Claus asked as he made a turn, I remember this road, but I have never been to this so-called Canal Place he was so excited to bring me to,
“Not yet, but I have heard of it.”
“We are almost there,” he made a turn and I saw a building with huge fancy signage saying Shops at the Canal Place, its combination of gray and brown made it look sophisticated, the surrounding had banners showing some announ
