Chapter Ninety-Four.

“This has been my favorite restaurant since we got to Los Angeles”

Jazzlyn took her seat across the table from Joan with her hands held tightly over Daniel’s. Unconsciously, it was something Joan’s gaze fell upon as she sat into the chair as well. She was in a silk drapy black dress and a pair of sandals that were only just a brisk away from underdressed to go with. However, her face really popped with the light makeup she had on.

It was nothing fancy, just a dinner with Jazzy and Daniel since they were to leave back for Norman the next day. Theo hadn’t changed, he’d wore his brown jacket over a white tshirt and a cowboy hat which rested at the corner of the table. Joan’s gaze lingered past it and met with Jazz’s before an exhale fled her lips.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” She flashed a smile.

It was, it was a sight not too far from the Hollywood sign and the winds that breezed across from here were gentle and warmly scented. There was also a slow rhythm of blues from the vinyl and a s