O’Neil De Noux
Copyright 2012 O’Neil De Noux
Dedication – I wrote this one for me and all the broken hearts along the way
BOURBON STREET is a work of fiction. The incidents and characters described herein are a product of the author’s imagination and are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved. No portion of this book may be reproduced by any means, electronic, mechanical, or otherwise, without the written permission of the copyright holder.
You Ruined My Stocking
Desiree always wanted to be a gun-moll.
On the night she finally became one, they robbed a cattleman from Topeka, leaving him in his undershirt and skivvies along Highway 90, just this side of The Rigolets Pass, the narrows separating Lake Pontchartrain from Lake Borgne. As they sped away in Bogarde’s gray Ford coupe with its license plate removed, Desiree looked back at the mark and said, “He’ll be eaten alive by mosquitoes.”