Written by Anne Sophia Carmicale
Based on some situations originated by James Cameron.
Rose Calvert wrapped her soft
robe around herself. She went into her small, quaint parlor to find her
daughters, Margaret, or Molly, and Jacqueline cuddled together on the sofa.
Rose smiled. Her husband was away, visiting his mother, who was ill, and she and
the girls were alone.
She walked over to where they
were drifting to sleep and gently roused them.
"Come, girls. Let’s go to
bed," she said. They lifted their tired heads and followed her into their
room. They crawled into bed and Rose brought a candle to their bedside. Their
eyelids fluttered as their mother stroked their hair. She began to sing softly
to them.
Come Josephine in my flying
machine
And it's up she goes
Up she goes
Balance yourself like a bird on a beam
In the air she goes
There she goes
Up, up, a little bit higher
Oh, my, the moon is on fire
Come Josephine in my flying machine
Going up
All on
Good-bye.
Oh, say, let us fly girl
Where dear? To the sky girl
Oh, you flying machine
Come please, please Josephine
Come Josephine in my flying machine
Going up
All on
Good-bye.
The girls were now breathing
slowly; they were dreaming. Rose bent down and gently kissed their foreheads.
"I didn’t let go, Jack. I
didn’t let go."
The End.