*4 MONTHS LATER*
My heart sings as the jazz music that I love so much caresses my ears. The spring air is warm and gentle, fanning my skin as I walk down the streets of New Orleans. It has been four months since Troy and I returned home, and somehow, things just keep getting better. No matter where we may travel in our lifetime, I know that this is where we will always return, our home. Surprisingly, when we returned, a chance encounter with Tahlia led to her offering me my job back. I couldn’t explain things fully to her, but I did apologise profusely, promising to consider her offer of work. Though it was very kind and generous, and completely unwarranted on my part, I felt it was time for something new. It wouldn’t have been the same without Alexis, anyway, who has also got a new jo
