<strong><span class="bbc_u">Delilah Brookes</span></strong><br/><br/>Mandy moaned as Delilah held her in her arms there on the floor inside the small bathroom stall.  She had stopped vomitting and much to Delilah's profound relief, it was just "normal" puke- no blood or guts involved.<em>Thank God!</em>However, she was still burning up and had  started to sweat profusely.<br/><br/>"Mandy, honey..?" she asked as she used the long sleeve of her Ed Hardy t-shirt to wipe her damp forehead,   " How do you feel baby?"  She had already decided that she'd call a cab to get them back home as Mandy was obviously in no condition to walk, but on second thought, would have it take them to the hospital instead.<br/><br/>" My stomach feels an iddy-bit better but my head hurts and I feel kinda dizzy, and I'm really thirsty mom."    "O.K., baby- what I want you to do is to wrap your arms around my neck so I can lift you up and carry you back to the front of the store where  I'll get you some water and then I'm going to call us a cab to pick us up, O.K.?"  She left the part about the hospital out for now as she didn't want to scare her further.<br/><br/>The bathroom door opened right as she stood up with Mandy in her arms and for some reason just seeing the kind and concerned look on Mrs. Marquette's face made her sigh in relief.  Her own mother had died of cancer a few months before Mandy was born and she missed having her to turn to for support or advice on raising her daughter.<br/><br/>Delilah hefted Mandy more comfortably in her arms and knew that the older woman saw the worry written all over her face    "Mrs. Marquette... how is everything out there?"  But before the woman could respond, an agonizing scream filled the air  " Noooo!!! Oh God, George..NOOOOOOoo!!!"