FALLING STARS
Chapter One
It was raining the day Carpathia docked. The
young couple stepped off together hand-in-hand.
One felt as though his heart would pop if he
thought of Rose anymore. The other felt as though she could fly, with Jack
beside her the whole time.
The story had fallen out just as an author
writes words in a fairy tale.
"Rose, what's wrong?" Jack had
asked her many times.
Rose would always smile and say finding you,
but now her answer was different. "I'm having a baby."
Jack was overjoyed with the news and found an
apartment and a job as fast as he could.
Rose, on the other hand, was worried; she was
worried that something would go wrong with the birth of the baby.
"Jack, what if the baby dies at
birth?" Rose asked him.
"Rose, don't worry. Tonight let's pick
out names," Jack answered.
That night when Jack got home, Rose had out a
blank sheet of paper and a pencil on the table for him.
After dinner, they talked about names for a
girl and finally settled on Libby Emma Dawson, and for a boy Gregory Peter
Dawson.
After everything was settled that night, Rose
curled up beside Jack and finally felt safe in the arms of the one she loved.
"I love you, Jack Dawson," Rose
said.
"I love you, too, Rose Dawson,"
Jack replied, and then they both fell asleep in each other's arms.