An argument over an account with the boss that is given to his nephew leaves me very beaten up.<br/><br/>I make my way to the diner. I walk into the door. Its a pretty place she has put some very personal touches to the place.<br/><br/>Some paintings of places she has visited. A flower arrangement on the counter that she puts together each morning.<br/><br/>I step into the door and see her. She greets me with a welcoming smile. My world is suddenly a brighter place. A smile projects my changed mood.<br/><br/>"Good afternoon. I see the spring has blessed your flowers today."<br/><br/><br/>(My Characters name is Farookh its a middle eastern name)