Happy Mardi Gras, Sixers! Things are in full swing here on the Gulf Coast. In fact, I’m probably at a parade as you read this … (which means my comments will be late–sorry!)

So, in honor of all those beads and dubloons, here are six sentences from Want, part of which takes place at a Mardi Gras parade and ball in Mobile, Alabama (yes, we celebrate it here, too!).

Below, our main character Julianne has arrived at her parents’ Mardi Gras society’s annual ball with two very worried men:

I, on the other hand, am on top of the world. I look like a million bucks and I’m about to enter the year’s biggest party with two of my favorite men, one on each arm. It doesn’t get better than this.

The ball is completely over-the-top, like someone took a circus, an aviary and a Broadway production and smashed them together. Add a touch of Creole seasoning, et voila. You’ve got the annual bal masque of the Mystics of Dardenne.

In case you’d like a tiny bit more, I also posted a snippet in honor of Valentine’s Day here. (And if you really like what you’re reading, please add Want to your to-read list on Goodreads.)

As always, please visit the other #sixsunday participants. We come from all genres and write about everything under the sun!

Have a great week and laissez les bon temps roulez!