THE SURFACE
Chapter Twelve

The next day, Lexi woke up early, around five AM. She went to the kitchen to make herself breakfast when she noticed the glow from the computer screen in the other room. Curious, she walked in and saw Ashley reading something.

"Did you sleep at all last night?" Lexi asked, yawning.

Ashley jolted at the sound of Lexi’s voice. "Uh…no. Just about two hours. I couldn’t sleep, wondering what was with this Hockley guy."

"So, you got up and spent the entire night on the computer? Gosh, you are a nosy person." Lexi took the other chair and sat next to Ashley. "What are you reading about?"

"Well, I was chatting with Gabby, but she was going to Connecticut for break. While I was doing that, I looked up Hockley and just randomly clicked this link. The rest is history…literally! Apparently the heir was engaged to Rose. They broke up briefly before Cal went by a different last name."

"What was it?"

Ashley looked at Lexi. "Uh…this guy was our great-great-grandfather, Lex."

Lexi gave Ashley a confused look. "What? No way!"

"Yeah. Calvert."

"Well, what was his first name again?"

"Caledon." Ashley’s eyes never left the computer screen.

"Oh, so this guy went by Caledon Calvert for the rest of his days? Sheesh, how long could that have lasted before she knew?" Lexi smirked.

"She never did, so we need to keep figuring out this mystery, Sherlock!" Ashley exclaimed.

"That’s Nancy Drew to you," Lexi corrected as Ashley rolled her eyes.

"So, from what Rose is telling us, she had no idea that Calvert was actually Cal? Oh, that sounds so messed up." Lexi rubbed her eyes tiredly, noticing that she was still in her oversized pajama top and running shorts she wore to sleep last night.

"Well, I think she should have taken the hint. Calvert. Calvert, hello?" Ashley waved her arms in the air, proving her point and taking Lexi’s mind off of what she was wearing. As for Ashley, she was still dressed in a Hello Kitty tank top and yellow pajama bottoms. Her hair was also neatly in a ponytail, unlike Lexi, who had not bothered to do damage control with her hair yet.

Lexi spelled something out on the board and Ashley grabbed her pen and notebook. "What are you asking?"

"When Cal died. That she will, without a doubt, know."

There was no answer. Lexi spelled out the question again, thinking she didn’t understand. What she didn’t know was that Rose was not sure when he died because she ran away to become an actress.

I A M N O T S U R E S O M ET I M E I N T H E 1 9 3 0 ‘ S.

"Aw…come on. How can she not know when her husband died? I know when my dad died."

"Yes, well, that is a national anniversary, Ash." Lexi sighed, spelling out another question.

"Now what?" Ashley asked as she wrote down the letters spelling out the message.

"Asking how she cannot know that her husband died. That’s ridiculous not to."

I R A N A W A Y A N D B E C A M E A N A C T R E S S--W E N T B Y R O S E D A W S O N.

"Holy crap! Why didn’t we ever think of that? I feel so blonde right now. Come on, Ash!"

"But you are red-haired, not blonde," Ashley said.

"Ugh!" Lexi pulled her cousin up. "Forget it. It was a stupid comment. Let’s go look up Rose again!" They ran to the computer room and brought up the Internet, typed Rose Dawson in the search engine, and randomly clicked a link, bringing up a whole list of articles dating back to the mid-twenties and thirties. The links looked as if they had been already clicked from Ashley’s computer.

"Oh, I forgot I was here last night." Ashley was about to click the back button on the browser.

"Hang on. Click on that one that’s unclicked." Lexi pointed to an article with the name January 1923 - March 1924. Ashley clicked it and it brought up even more articles. Once again, Ashley randomly clicked one, and this one had a title of Actress Rose Dawson Gives Birth to Baby Girl. It went on to tell about Isabella, Lexi and Ashley’s great aunt.

"Well, that was kind of stupid. She died a few years ago, remember?"

"Yeah, yeah. Let’s find another article." Ashley was having a ball learning all about Rose.

"Don’t you think we should try to find Jack? Come on, Ash. This will always be here," Lexi suggested, having no idea where to even begin. Ashley bookmarked the page and went to the yellow pages. Lexi knew that was a really stupid move. "Aw…come on, Ash. You cannot be serious! How common a name is Jack Dawson?"

"Pretty common," Ashley answered as she clicked out of the Internet. "So, now what?"

Lexi sat wondering. She had no idea where to go from here.

Chapter Thirteen
Stories