NOW & FOREVER
Chapter Four

 

At the end of the day, when Rose's chauffeur came to pick her up, she introduced him to Jack, and announced that there would be a change in plans. She would not be going home. She and Jack would be going on a tour of the town. She stopped by at her house for a moment to pick up an outfit suitable for sailing. She ran out of the house, ignoring protesting shouts from her mother.

"I'll be back after sailing!" she yelled. "All right. Let's go, Jack. Where would you like to go first?"

"Well, I don't really know where to start. Come to think of it, I don't know where any of these places are, so lead the way, Rose!"

"Marvin? We would like to go to Centennial Park, please, and hurry, if you don't mind."

When they arrived at Centennial, they parked and started on their walk through. They stopped at the fence to feed the horses, and went into the barn to see the chickens, chicks, and other little animals. They fed the cow and rabbits, and saw the ducks and geese. Afterwards, they went to the playground. Made almost completely of wood and built like an old log cabin, they amused themselves running through it and sliding down the slide. They took turns pushing each other on the swings. With her clothes a dirty mess and her hair fallen from her sophisticated coiffure, she tried to put herself together as they took a relaxing miniature train ride through the woods. They saw the old logging cabins and machinery used in 1912 to log the forest. After the train ride, Rose led Jack up a path near the chalet. They climbed up and up, and when they reached the top, they got the most wonderful view of the Mackenzie River.

"Isn't it the most beautiful sight you've ever seen, Jack?"

"It's beautiful. But not as beautiful as the girl I'm with."

"Excuse me? You don't know me, and I don't know you. Don't presume I'm going to fall under the spell of those blue eyes of yours, because if that's what you think, you have a lot to learn!"

And with that, she stalked back down the trail, and left Jack dumbfoundedly standing at the top of the mountain.

Rose tried to maintain her composure as she directed Jack around the rest of the town.

Why did his words upset me so much? He thought I was beautiful. Why did I snap at him like that? I have to act normal for the rest of the tour. Come on, Rose. Deep breaths. Deep breaths.

Whenever she thought about this, the reason was always...Cal. Her old boyfriend. He was one of society's greatest catches...or so her mother put it. When she had dated Cal, she was miserable. She always had to act like a perfect little lady. In public, if she stepped out of line, he would put up a front and act like nothing happened, but later—that was when she had to worry. He would hit her if she talked back, and he grabbed her arms so hard he left bruises. Her face had sometimes felt as if it were broken. That was how hard he hit her. Finally, she just flat out dumped him, in public at a society dinner.

"Sweetpea? Sweetpea? Would you please pass me the filet mignon?"

She accidentally knocked over a cup of wine. As she watched the red wine seep through several feet of the white tablecloth, getting closer and closer to the edge of the table, she realized that she was like that wine, getting closer and closer to the edge every time she went out with Cal. She decided to just end it there and then. That way everyone would know, and Cal would not be able to cover it up. She announced to the whole table that she was going to break up with Cal. When they asked her why, she said that she was tired of being beaten for every little mistake, and with that she wiped the makeup off her face to reveal the ugly purple bruises, rolled up the sleeves of her gown, and later showed the women the marks on her back. Cal was publicly humiliated and shamed before everyone. It was one of her happiest moments.

But something about being with Cal changed her whole perspective of men. She had presumed that all the men were like Cal. That had to be the answer! That was why she was afraid to have someone love her! That was why she snapped at Jack!

The rest of the tour was uneventful. Some of the people walking on the boardwalk gave her funny looks because her hair was a mess and her clothes were dirty. She had no doubt that these rumors would eventually get to her mother, but right now she was too happy to care.

"Wow, Rose, look at that sunset! Right over the Sleeping Giant! It's like an artist's dream!"

Chapter Five
Stories