"will she kill me?"

"It was a late autumn evening in New Orleans, luisana. I was walking through one of the streets of the downtown. I could hear the sounds of one of the many local jazz bands playing in one of the restaurants across the street, and the sounds of cheers and clapping as they finished the song and moved to another. A cool breeze blew in my face. It was getting far too cold for my likings out here..."