A LIFE SO CHANGED
Chapter Thirty-Four
July 18, 1998
It’s 9 P.M. A downpour has come on the boat.
It was like ten thousand angels was crying over the Titanic and her passengers.
Rose is staring up at the rain as it already
got to the Bahamas. She is soaked wet, for she did not care. Thousands of
people crowded the shoreline as the ship docked, but she had never felt more
alone. A steward comes up to her with a clipboard, and holding an umbrella.
"Can I take your name please,
Love?"
She looks at him. Then suddenly she had a
flashback of the car, and there stood two roses in a vase.
"Dawson--" She stops, and smiles.
"Rose Dawson."
"Thank you." He moves on and she
watches the rain some more, thinking of herself as Jack’s wife, presently his
widow.
April 28, 2063
"We never found anything on Jack.
There’s no record of him at all," said Bodine.
"No, there wouldn't be, would
there?" said Rose, with a smile. "And I've never spoken of him until
now, not to anyone." She looks at Lizzy. "Not even your grandfather.
A woman's heart is a deep ocean of secrets. But now you all know there was a
man named Jack Dawson, and that he saved me, in every way that a person can be
saved. I don't even have a picture of him. He exists now only in my
memory." She looks down with tears coming from her eyes, rubbing her
butterfly comb.