Rose walked along the road, a bit too close really since there was a puddle from someone over watering the plants and the car just happened to stop in front of the store, causing the water to slosh over on to her shoes.<br/><br/>"Can't you not sloosh that water about!" Rose spoke harshley as she jumped back from the edge of the road.<br/>"Store owners over spraying their plants on one side of me and fool drivers slooshing mud all over me. It's a wonder why I don't get catch pnuemonia!"<br/><br/>"I'm sorry, miss. May I take you to your destination to make up for the wetness?" the man asked sympathically.<br/><br/>"No!" Rose spit out as she trodged away in wet shoes.<br/><br/>A couple blocks later, she entered the DQ and bought a mint sundae. Slowly she ate it but it wasn't tasting the best. She scooped the flavoring out into the lid and ate the plain ice cream. Her thoughts were a bit sour at the moment. She hated the thought of her past being brought up and the horrible nightmares that followed her. Now she was shivering, cold and her throat was even more sore than when she left the apartment.<br/><br/>"Sweetie, what you need is a cup of Irish Coffee. You know the stuff that has whiskey in it. It's put you right to sleep and you will feel so much better in the morning." the lady from behind the counter spoke as she wiped down the tables.<br/><br/>"Thanks for the tip. Where can I get some nearby?" Rose was beginning to be quite desperate for relief to try anything.<br/>The lady scribbled an address on a napkin and handed it to Rose.<br/>"Just give this to Joe. He'll fix you up with something to soothe your throat. " she then whispered "I should know.... I am his kid sister."<br/><br/>"Thanks. I really appreciate this." Rose glanced at the address then got up to leave. She threw out her stuff and into the night air. She now wished that she had a sweater to put on. She hailed a cab to take her to the pub. The taxi driver nodded at the address and Rose was soon at the pub. She paid the cabby and got out. She looked about. It was not any where near her apartment and she was a bit lost. Perhaps she was getting sick for real this time. Her mother had told her many times not to fake sickness because it just might happen when you need it to happen the least.<br/><br/>Rose stumbled inside the dim room. It was smokey and quite stale as if there was no air movement. Rose pushed her way thru to the bar with blurry eyes. Whan she finally arrived she sat down on the stool next to some guy. She put her head on her hands and moaned softly.<br/><br/>"Great, I do have a fever now...... I hope that Joe has a drink to make me feel like a new person. Other wise I won't ever visit that DQ again!"