DAWSON’S TRAVELS
Epilogue
October 15, 1913
Dearest Leah,
I know it’s been a long time
since I departed Chippewa Falls on my search for Rose. But so many things have
gone on in the past couple of months. First of all, I found Rose some six
months ago here in Santa Monica. She was working as a waitress. I proposed to
her immediately, and of course she said yes. We were going to have a nice-sized
wedding, but decided it’d be best to just elope and get it over with. So two
days after my arrival in Santa Monica, we wed. Next to finding out Rose was
alive and that I was a father, it was the happiest moment of my life. Jake and
Rose and I are now a happy family, and soon we’ll have another addition. If
it’s a girl, we’re planning to name her after the woman responsible for
bringing us back together. Leah Molly Dawson. Rose thinks it’s a lovely name
and a suitable way to thank you for all you’ve done for us. If it wasn’t for
you, Leah, we wouldn’t be together now. You are a brave, wonderful woman, and a
great friend. Thank you so much. You may notice that with this letter are two
pictures. One of Rose and I in on a horse in the surf, standing in front of the
pier, and another one of all three of us. Really, four, since Rose is really
showing with our second child. Well, I’ll leave off here. I wish you the best,
Leah.
Love,
Your Best Friend,
Jack Dawson and Family
The End.