Rose Trail

I woke up, and there was a rose beside my pillow, with a note attached. Go to where we had our first date. Curiosity getting the best of me, I got up quickly and got dressed before heading out the door and racing to the Olive Garden down the street. I looked around curiously, the Rose still in my hand, before a waiter came over and handed me another rose, smiling. The second Rose also had a note. Go to the place where we had our first kiss. I ran out of Olive Garden, and raced to Wilson High School. I found the spot where we had kissed for the first time, the Garden in the back of the school. I found another Rose and read the note attached. Next stop- our favorite spot. I ran to the park, and found another Rose sitting under a tree we used to sit under. I smiled as I picked up the note. Dancing in the rain. I was confused for a minute, but then I remembered. I arrived at the bus stop on the corner of Calder street, where we had danced in the rain on Valentine's Day as a street musician played his guitar. I found a Rose sitting on the bus bench. Take the bus to our mountain. I smiled as I realized what she meant. Then, the bus arrived. The bus driver noticed the roses and smiled. I payed and took a seat. When I arrived at my stop, I got off and walked into the woods, stopping when I arrived at the cliff. I looked around, smiling. We sat here one night, watching the stars. She said it was so high up, it was like a mountain, and so it became our mountain. Another Rose sat beneath a tree. Where we said "I love you." For the first time. I smiled as I ran out of the forest and took another bus to the coffee shop across town. The cashier smiled when she saw the roses in my hand and handed me another one. Buster and Callie. I remember our two dogs, Buster and Callie. I'd already found a clue at home, so maybe this one meant the shelter we bought them from. I raced to the shelter to find a worker waiting for me with another Rose. You're doing great. Only two more stops. You remember where you proposed? Of course I did. The dock by Turtle Lake on the Fourth of July after watching the fireworks. I reached the dock and found a man and his wife sitting on the shore, holding a Rose. The man smiled as he handed me the flower, and I thanked him and read the note. Last but not least. I do. Where we got married. St. Cecilia's church on Milton Road. I said goodbye to the couple, and raced to the church, where I found another Rose at the alter. You did it. I did this so we could go back and visit the places that meant something to us one last time. But now, it's time to say goodbye. The building across the street. Go outside, then check the back of this note. I was scared, and curious, so I quickly raced outside and read the other side of the paper.

I'll be going. Take good care of yourself. That's she last word she'll ever say to me or to anyone else, because after that I saw her on top of the wrecked car, bleeding to death after jumping off the building. The look in her lifeless eyes, full of pain and misery. She wanted it to stop, and so it did.