After Jack had left, Rose sat thinking about what she would do for the day. She looked around the apartment. It was a bit dreary.
Wouldn't it be grand if Jack came home and he saw that I've made our place into a home?
Her mind was set. She would go and buy a few things for their apartment. And she would buy food so that she could cook. Rose had never had to cook before. The maids had always done everything for her. But now it was different, and she was excited. She walked into the city and started walking along the shops to see if anything caught her eye.
She passed a small shop that had items such as pictures, curtains, and other things. Perfect! she thought to herself. She walked into the store. There was nice older gentleman at the register.
"Good day , ma'am. Is there anything I can help you with today?"
She smiled.
"I'm just looking for a few things for our home, but if I need any assistance, I won't hesitate to ask."
The gentleman smiled and nodded his head at her.
Rose picked out a few pictures to hang on the bare walls at their flat. She also picked up some linens and a lovely little house plant. She was so happy. She paid for her items and left the store. She smiled dreamily as she walked towards the market.
*****
Jack was in Central Park, drawing a couple of children playing. He only had a few supplies for drawing, since his portfolio had gone down with the ship. He sighed with regret, knowing that he would never see his friends Fabrizio and Tommy again.
He had to stop thinking about the Titanic right now. He needed to focus so that he could provide for Rose and himself.
Suddenly, a man came up to him.
"Good day, sir. I see that you're an artist. Those are my three kids that you are drawing. Do you mind if I buy that off of you? It certainly would be an exquisite gift for my wife for her birthday…how much do you charge?"
"It'll be ten cents, sir," Jack said to the man.
"Well, here’s fifteen cents…it really is exquisite. I work at a local art gallery and we are looking to expand into other states, as well. I will have to keep you in mind."
Jack looked at him. He thought the man was just being generous…probably since his clothes were so ragged.
"That would be nice. Thank you again, sir, and I do hope that your wife enjoys the picture."
Jack wondered to himself what Rose was doing.
God, how I miss her.
He looked at the children playing with the pigeons. He smiled, thinking about how nice it would be to have of family of their own.
Maybe one day it will happen.