by: i1976
In her bed, finally alone, Daisy closed her eyes, thinking ‘bout events of previous days….. and in particular ‘bout one.
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It was a cold day, that kind of wintry day that people would prefer to spend at their home.
Unfortunately, duties don’t allow people to stay at their home when they want to; so, that day, Daisy was going to the town to buy a few things.
The sky was clear and the sun was shining, but it was a cold day because of a pesky wind; fortunately that wind was moving heavy clouds away.
“I hate wind”, Daisy was talking to herself while driving her jeep, “it causes me headache; fortunately it’s stopped raining”.
Finally, Daisy arrived to the town and she parked her car.
In Hazzard’s square there were several citizens even if it was cold; everyone was reaching shops all around the square. Nobody wanted to stop to talk to other people because of that cold wind, but nobody forgot the usual kindness, so people were greeting each other while they were coming in or out the shops.
Daisy headed to the bakery, greeting with a smile people around her.
She saw Rosco’s patrol car stopping in front of the Court House.
The sheriff came out the car, putting his foots in a puddle.
Daisy giggled, and Rosco looked at her a bit angry, “There’s no need to laugh, Daisy Duke”, then he headed to the Court House, “Gee…… My new shoes, splashed with mud. It’s all Enos’s fault. That dipstick. I have to do not only my duty but his one too. I’m running here and there like a spinning top”
Daisy, in front of the bakery’s door, heard Rosco’s words, so she turned and she reached Rosco, stopping him, “Enos? Where’s Enos? Why isn’t he working?”
Rosco answered her with a annoyed voice, “Enos is at his home, under blanket. And I’m here, working. Doc Petticord told him to rest for a few days”.
Daisy, a stubborn girl, wasn’t satisfied by Rosco’s words, “Under blanket? Why? What’s happened?”; it was typical of Daisy to worry ‘bout people, especially ‘bout Enos (she didn’t know why she had a so strong affection for him: perhaps because of their friendship since childhood, perhaps because she knew Enos had a crush on her, or perhaps because that boy was so clumsy that he needed someone looking after him).
Rosco burst out, “If you want to know ‘bout him, go to his home. He’s caught the flu, and this morning he almost fainted, so I called Doc Petticord, and….”, Rosco was keeping on talking, but Daisy, forgetting ‘bout Rosco and ‘bout shopping, was running to Enos’s boarding house in order to visit him.
Rosco was now all alone, grumbling, “She asks me a lot of things, then she doesn’t wait for my answers. Those Dukes…..”
While Rosco was still grumbling at Dukes, rain, puddles and shoes, Daisy was already knocking on Enos’s door, “Enos, it’s me, Daisy. Open the door”.
After few minutes (that seemed like hours to Daisy because of her impatience), Enos opened the door.
The deputy was rubbing his eyes, he was uncombed and he was wearing only his pajamas pants; well, he was very different from usual and he had a creased look.
Daisy wasn’t affected by his look and she entered the room, “Enos!! You should have told me you’ve caught the flu. I’d have brought you something to eat. I bet you haven’t eat anything yet. How can you stay here all alone? You can’t nearly stand up. Rosco told me you almost fainted this morning.. Why are you so stubborn? You never want to call for help because you don’t want to annoy people”.
Daisy kept on talking, walking in the room, opening the fridge to find something to cook and then opening the window to let fresh air enter the room; meanwhile Enos was looking at her, with a surprised look.
He was very happy to see the woman he loved, but he was a bit embarrassed ‘cause his look wasn’t so good (it wasn’t his best look), and, moreover, he had a bad headache.
Enos usually liked Daisy’s voice, but in that moment her voice was like the buzz of a big fly; his headache was like a hammering in his head, and, mixed with Daisy’s “buzzing”, it was like if a enormous fly was banging towards a window, …………. bzzz ……. sbam ……. bzzz…… sbam…….
Finally also Daisy heard a SBAM, but it wasn’t a fly, but Enos on the floor.
Daisy rushed by his side, “I’m right. He can’t stay alone. Enos, sugar, open your eyes. Oh my God, he’s burning with fever”.
Few minutes after Enos was lying on his bed, thank to Daisy’s help and to one of his neighbours’s help (called by Daisy).
When he opened his eyes, Daisy was by his side, smiling (her sweet smile Enos loved so much), “How do you feel, sugar? Try to rest, I’m going to take care of you until you get well”.
Enos shivered; he didn’t know exactly why he was shivering: fever? embarrass? fear?
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Turning over, in her bed, Daisy sighed, “What the heck I’ve done?”