LOVE IS MORE THAN A FEELING
Chapter Sixteen
A couple of weeks had gone by
since Christmas. Rose was reading a book she had gotten from the library when
Jack walked in the front door.
"Honey, how did the hearing go?" Rose
asked as Jack took off his coat and threw it on the couch.
"Terrible. That damned Cal Hockley can
get away with anything he wants!" Jack said as he sat down.
"What happened?" Rose asked, coming
over to Jack and rubbing his back, trying to calm him down.
"Well, Rose, apparently he shot you by
accident, or that's what he says..." Jack said. "And, of course, the
judge believed him. Who wouldn't? He's Caledon Hockley," Jack said
sarcastically.
"I'm sorry, Jack," Rose said.
"Rose, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I couldn't
get him put in jail where he belongs..." Jack replied.
"Maybe if I was there..."
"Rose, no. It wouldn't have made a
difference. He gets away with anything he wants."
Rose smiled slightly. "Well, Jack, at
least we're moving to Chippewa Falls tomorrow. That should cheer you up a
little."
Jack smiled at his wife. "Yeah. I guess
you're right." Jack kissed Rose, then got up and got the paper to read.
The Next Day
"Oh, Rose, I'm going to miss you so
much!" Monica cried as she gave Rose a hug again.
"I'm going to miss you, too, but we'll
write all the time, and we'll visit you whenever we can," Rose said
through her tears.
"Promise?"
Rose smiled. "I promise."
"Well, Jack, there's the train,"
Fred said as he shook Jack's hand. "Thanks for being such good friends to
Monica and I."
"Thank you," Jack said as the handshake
turned into a hug.
"Good-bye!"
After Rose and Jack got onto the train, they
looked for their compartment. They were staying in a second class cabin.
Rose was the one who finally found it, and
Jack opened the door. The room was small, but nice. It had a bathroom on the
right side and bunk beds with little tables on the side.
"Well, this is it," Jack said.
"Oh, Jack, I love it!" Rose
exclaimed as she went over to her bed and lay down.
Jack came over next to her and sat down.
"I'm glad you do." He leaned down to kiss her.
As the kiss grew, Rose pulled away.
"Jack, we have got to unpack."
"Rose...we have time for that
later," Jack said as he kissed her neck.
Rose smiled. "All right. You get your
way."
After they made love, it was time for dinner,
and they got ready.
"Rose, where are my shoes?" Jack
asked as he searched the room.
"Um…they're under the bed, where you put
them."
"Oh, yeah," Jack said as he picked
up his shoes and put them on.
"You almost ready?" Jack asked
Rose, who was in the bathroom.
"Yes. I just have to do my hair..."
"Rose, just leave it down. It looks the
best that way!"
Rose smiled. For some reason, he loved it
when she had her hair down. So, she left it down.
Rose came out of the bathroom, finally.
"Rose, you look beautiful, like you
always do," Jack said.
Rose was wearing a dress similar to the one
she had had on when the Titanic sank.
"Ready to go?" Jack asked.
"Yes," Rose said as they left their
room and shut the door. They couldn't wait until they got to Chippewa Falls.