The Statue at St. Armand's
In the middle of the sidewalk at St. Armand’s circle stood a bronze silhouette. A man wearing a long trench coat, his hat tipped to the wind. Isadora thought he looked out of place in the bright summer sun, their apparel would be much too warm. The hat blocked the features of the face, but for a few wisps of curly hair. She felt its call today the way she had for many years.
