The Curious Foxes, Chapter 13: Got Good at Creepy
The humid, muggy air of the bayou flooded into the chillier hallway of an upper peninsula home. i was curious as to why touchstone and florence didn’t turn the heat on, but i imagined it had to do with a sense of not wanting to leave the couch.
Trapped On The Highway To Hell(With Tuck)
Tuck ogled the getup for a bit longer but then he remembered that the fellow bayou snapper just asked him a question. "uh yeah, been out 'ere on th' road ferever an' ah'm 'bout close t' fallin' asleep."
Among the Stars. Chapter Seven.
Like down near the bayou. a humid breeze was blowing, and the stars were out “that night.” the insects were buzzing, fireflies were glowing over the swampy waters surface. moss clung to the wood as – walked down it, looking up at those stars.
The Curious Foxes, Chapter 9: Two Dragons
We didn’t stay in the bayou for much longer. i went up to see palais, and bid him a quick farewell. touchstone stayed downstairs. i was eager to leave the hot, humid south, and once again feel the cool breeze of the north blow across my sweat-soaked fur.
Gospel of the Masters Ch 14&15: – Mine & Yours
Until next time ~ bayou
Vengeance and Ruin
It wasn't the little house they had once had in the heart of the bayou with his family surrounding them, it was in a neat little neighborhood with all new houses that were as alike as cookies cut out for christmas.
Chapter 3: Assault Course
In moments he was past the large cluster of trees and out over the swamp, the thick brown muck and grass strewn tracks of undisturbed bayou rushed past below him and slowly drawing closer.
Puppy Wanna Cracker?
The two-lane road wound its way between the beach to the left and a bayou to the right, crushed-shell drives with vacation homes built wherever there was space to build.
Meet The Neighbors!
But celeste was not going to be swayed from her affection for the strapping young writer from baltimore, down on a research trip to see the sights of the bayou.
Just Desserts
On the car ride they chatted, eric in his educated, non-regional dialect and beau in his charming bayou french. he talked to him about where he was from and he was given plenty of answers. he didn't hate this as much as he had expected.
The Curious Foxes, Chapter 6: The Windenbeste
The cat cast a gaze out of her window, towards the humid, verdant bayou. i could tell she was avoiding my gaze more than she was looking at something in particular. “thank me when you get what you want.”
The Curious Foxes, Chapter 4: Marianne
I didn’t really know to what degree i’d need to worry about flooding, but the sheer amount of water held in louisiana’s bayou made that sort of thought stick out in the front of my mind.