It took them quite some time to get to Lake Pontchartrain, but the view was worth it. The entire City of New Orleans could be seen from the lake's edge, as could the boats traveling up and down the Mississippi. Every star could be seen above them, along with the beautiful lights of the bridge.
Alisa had not let go of Argo's hand since they arrive. She seemed content, even comfortable. Her red on black eyes seemed to be focused at the sky above them, looking at the various constellations above them.
"Y-you know... ah sometimes sneek out... jus' ta come here..."
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