Love Notes

10- I Know You?

Two weeks later, Beyoncé and Michelle were back on an airplane. No mile high club occurrences this time. Both women just enjoyed the plane ride filled with conversation and nervous energy. Michelle had never been to Louisiana, she heard it was beautiful though. Stepping off the plane you immediately felt the humidity in the air. It hung heavily like expensive curtains. They had only brought carry-ons this time and avoided baggage claim after getting off the plane. They would be staying in New Orleans and driving the rental car in the morning to meet Brielle and Kaleb. The couple would be staying at Hotel Monteleone famous for its carousel bar. The hotel was a mix of old world and new world. Their room was exquisite and looked at the street below.

Once they settled in their room they decided to take a walk exploring the French quarter in New Orleans. The streets were filled with tons of tourists all heading towards the many restaurants and bars located on Bourbon Street. Beyoncé and Michelle ended up in a French/American restaurant where they enjoyed a late lunch. They each had a surf and turf entree and shared beignets for dessert. Back in their hotel room they shared a shower and cuddled while watching a movie on the TV. Morning came quickly and the couple was excited to embark on this journey. Beyoncé was a big ball of nerves and because of that became very distracted. Michelle helped to rein her in.

"Baby, look at me." Michelle said as she grabbed Beyoncé's hand pulling her in.

"Hmmm?"

"Let's take this one step at a time. Do you have everything in your purse?"

"Yes, even have our room key."

"Okay good. Let's take a few calming deep breaths. Everything is okay. You're letting your nerves get the best of you."

They stood in silence for a few minutes breathing helping to calm Beyoncé's nerves. Michelle kissed her forehead and hugged her tight before letting her go. Beyoncé pecked Michelle's lips one more time before heading towards the door. They had parked their car in the hotel's garage. Leaving the hotel room they headed to the garage and got in the car immediately turning on the air conditioning.

Michelle typed the address to the foster home in her GPS and hooked it up to the car's Bluetooth system. Beyoncé was driving listening to the direction. She only made one wrong turn but it wasn't to far away from their destination. The GPS quickly rerouted and went from there. After about a twenty minute drive they parked a little down the street from the large three story house that was now painted white with black trim. It fit the New Orleans old world architecture perfectly. The women walked up to the house and knocked on the door. It was quickly answered by a little boy who looked to be about eight years old.

"Hi lil man we're here to see Ms. Jackson."

"I know you."

"Really?"

"Uh yeah. I know you from somewhere. "

"Do you think we could come in?"

"Ion no bout dat. You got five dollars?"

"Kaleb who's at the door?" They heard a voice call out.

"Two fine a-"

"Kaleb don't you dare say that word. What did I tell you about cursing?" Ms. Jackson scolded him as she finally appeared behind Kaleb.

"Ladies I'm so sorry about that. Kaleb is a bit of a handful. You must be Beyoncé and Michelle."

"That would be us."

"Come on in and follow me. Would you like anything to drink?"

"No ma'am. We're fine for now."

"Let's go to my office. We have a lot to discuss."