Jackie<br/>Where: Upstairs/ dining room/ garden<br/>Jackie felt as if the next few hours had flown by. She had thanked her new roommate Evelyn, not missing her French accent, and moved her things into their room. She made a few trips to her rebuilt 67’ impala, pulling out box after box till she was unpacked. She shuffled around the room and set up a few photos of her Mammy and her grandkids, snapshots of different places of New Orleans, and wildlife in the bayou. Once she was as setup as much as she could she came down in time to hear dinner was ready.<br/><br/>Sitting at the table she thanked Evelyn and Charlotte for the meal. “Y’all out did ya self’s. More Cajun on dis plate den what’s in me blood.” She winked at them, took a glass, and toasted with the others around her. She took a few sips, not really a champagne type of girl, she was more in to hard liquor and moonshine. She smiled at Charlotte, “Bayou Gauche, eh? Not an hour away from de New Orleans, How you like it?” She took a few bites and was impressed with the use of spices and the familiar tastes of home. “If y’all brave to eat me cookin, I tend to make it on de spicy side.” She polished off her glass and plate and rubbed her tummy satisfied. She listened as other spoke and was impressed with some of the people she was rooming with. Smart, beautiful people, she wasn’t sure if she would be able to mix with them but would put forth a good effort to try. “Well y’all Im gunna light up a fumer and head to bed. Night. And thanks fo’ dinna.” She walked outside and pulled out a cigarette and patted herself down for a lighter, and cussed. “I gues’ I left dit in da car…” She sighed and sat in an empty chair looked up at the sky and smiled.<br/>