AFTER TITANIC
Chapter Six

Rose was six months along in her pregnancy. She felt very, very blessed. In addition to that, she also felt miserable. She had terrible nausea, backaches, and headaches. Her ankles were swollen and her breasts were sore. What had become of the once slender body so many had adored? In truth, Rose was not at all fat, even though she thought herself to be. She didn’t have much of an appetite for one who was in the family way, and she got a lot of exercise, walking to and from work and such. But Rose had never looked more beautiful.

But when the bills came, Rose realized that she didn’t make enough money at the bookstore. Though it saddened her, she knew she would have to quit her job and find one with better pay, if she could manage. She spent weeks looking. She couldn’t find any place that was hiring young, pregnant women. Perhaps, after she had the baby, Meg could watch it. She knew Meg wouldn’t mind.

And Rose knew what she really wanted to do--be a nurse. She wanted to help people so much. She wondered, if she had known how, would she have been able to save Jack? Probably not, but that thought lit a fire under her and made her think of others before herself. Maybe if she had enough money, she could afford training and fulfill her dream in five or ten years. But first she needed to find a good, well-paying job.

The only thing she could find was at a girls’ school a few blocks from her building. It was intended for the daughters of wealthy men and their wives, and was a boarding school. Rose had originally gone there for an interview with the intention of working there as a maid. But the headmistress, Miss Crawford, had a different agenda.

When Rose came for her interview, Miss Crawford, a kind but strict woman of sixty, asked, "What education have you received?"

Rose replied, "I went to a fine boarding school in Philadelphia for ten years as well as finishing school."

"But then why are you in such a dreadful position now?" asked the headmistress.

Rose took a deep breath and decided to tell her. It was the only way she could get this job. "I lost everything on the Titanic, including my husband." Rose had taken to calling herself a widow. It made everything ten times easier.

"My God," said Miss Crawford. "And he left you with no money, no possessions, and an unborn baby?" Rose nodded. "And if I hired you, you would have to take time off for your baby."

"Yes, some, but don’t worry. My friend will take care of it during the day."

"Nonsense!" Miss Crawford exclaimed. "There is a nursery here for younger children whose parents don’t want to bother with them."

"So…I’ve got the job?" Rose asked.

"Yes, you’ve got the job," said Miss Crawford. "Teaching."

"Teaching?" replied Rose. "Are you serious?"

"Yes. I think you would be a fine English and literature teacher. Do you know any other languages?" Rose nodded and told her she could speak fluent French, Latin, and German. "Excellent!" said the headmistress. "Our French teacher just passed, so you can teach that as well. Maybe even tutor some of the children in their Latin." Rose was shocked. Things were really going her way. Rose would be making more than double the money she had been before, with the promise of an annual increase in pay--although it still wasn’t tons of money. She would start teaching right away, and take and one half months off after delivering her infant. It would be cared for in the school’s nursery while she worked, and then go home with its mother.

Rose came home and told Meg the wonderful news. They took each other’s hands and danced around the room like school girls. Rose stopped abruptly and held her belly. "It kicked!" she cried. Rose gripped Meg’s hand and held it where the baby was kicking, both of them laughing. Rose hadn’t been this happy since she was with Jack. And at the same time, she was sad, because she was remembering a different time, only six months ago.

"Think about how proud of you Jack would have been," Meg said, bringing a smile to Rose’s lips.

"Yes," she said. "I’m really making each day count. And not just for him. For me, too."

Chapter Seven
Stories