LIFE AFTER JACK
Chapter Two

Rose could still hear the band playing that beautiful music as the Titanic sank out from under her and Jack. It was amazing that over all the gunshots and bombs from the war she could still hear that heavenly music. The bombing has stopped, Rose thought to herself. Opal started crying when the bombs and gunshots silenced.

"Let’s go to bed, Opal." Rose sighed.

As Rose walked from the kitchen to Opal’s room, she remembered the drawing. "I would love to see that drawing again," whispered Rose to herself. As Rose put Opal in her bed, she stared in amazement at how much she looked like Jack.

"Your daddy would have loved you very much," Rose said to Opal, who was asleep. "Good night. I love you," Rose said to Opal as she walked out of the room and into her room.

*****

It was the dawn of a new morning, and Opal was already up crying. Rose got up to bathe her and feed her. After they had eaten, Rose got ready, and she and Opal went into town for some groceries.

"Excuse me, Madame. You look very familiar," a man said to Rose.

"Well, I don’t recognize you," said Rose in a soft voice.

The man was dressed in rags and had dried blood on his face. He had scratches all over his body. Rose knew the voice. It was very familiar, a deep voice.

The man talked about his past a little, but it was what had happened to him in 1912 that made Rose realize who this man was. "What is your name, Madame?" asked the man.

"Rose is my name," answered Rose, very softly, as if she did not want the man to know. "May I ask what your name is?"

"Oh, Rose, you mean you don’t remember me?"

"I don’t want to remember you!" cried Rose.

"Perhaps we could meet over dinner and talk about old times," said Cal. "You can even invite Jack if you like."

Rose started crying. "Jack died when the ship sank," said Rose, still crying.

"Oh, Rose, I am sorry," said Cal very understandingly.

"I will have dinner with you tonight if you like, but I have no money."

"That is all right. I have a friend who will let us eat for free at his restaurant," said Cal.

Chapter Three
Stories