Chapter 1
She moved to the bayou because she wanted to live near a natural body of water, she arrived in a hurricane, literally and figuratively, and she and the house weathered the storm. She called the house her vacation home; a seven year old boy called it the LaLa. The LaLa was the end of a long journey, another adventure began almost immediately. So perhaps this is Chapter Two, but more likely all of that backstory belongs in a Prologue, written by someone else, in another time.
Her life was so abundant that she attracted those who needed what she had and she took them all in, indiscriminately, until the cornucopia started spilling out around her. There has always been enough money, there has always been friends to share it with, there has always been joy, dancing, and music. All in abundance, all pouring out over the brim.
Every step on this new journey brought her to today, and today unfolds fresh and exciting as a new day should with the LaLa greeting the bayou, and the birds and butterflies enjoying the garden, and all those who came for what they were looking for content with what they have found in spite of an open ending searching that will continue till kingdom come.