Chapter 15

How Do You Know Me?

Rosella

I was crying in the mud when an old lady approached me. She looked at me with an extreme look of concern.

“Hello, sugar, are you okay?”

“Yeah, I am fine,” I sniffed.

“You don’t look fine but I can understand. Do you need anything?” she questioned me.

“Can you tell me if there is a place or a hotel around where I can stay for some days?”

“Well, honestly speaking, the French Quarter is one of the most unsafe places for an alone girl like you, even though there are many hotels too can go to... your safety will be highly concerned. You can stay with me if you want,” she offered me, and I really didn’t want to take any favors from anyone after my last experience.

“Oh no, please. I don’t want to cause any trouble for you,” I said to her.

“Sugar, I am an eighty years old woman living alone in the Quarters. Trust me. You are not a bother. I will just have good company after a long while,” she said with a pleas