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Friday, December 27, 2024
1976 - 3rd class survivor Miss Berta Olivia Nilsson died of a cerebral vascular accident (stroke) in Chicago, Illinois, USA at the age of 82.

1950 - 3rd class survivor Miss Mary Kelly died at the age of 60.

1884 - The Blake Opera House and Hotel, where 3rd class survivor Mrs Jennie Louise Hansen was a pastry cook, burned to the ground. She made the last trip in the elevator before flames gutted the shaft. Prior to the fire by several months, she was found lying unconscious in the kitchen overcome by gas fumes from the stove.

1968 - Trimmer and survivor Mr Ernest Frederick Allen died in Southampton, Hampshire, England, UK at the age of 80.

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A Love Never Fading: Chapter 3


Rated PG-13
© 1999 Isobel Christian @ ELIZAFAIR@aol.com
based on some characters
and situations originated by James Cameron

"Here you are Miss" Officer Lowe handed Rose a hot cup of tea. She tried to say thank you but no words would come. To her words were useless if they could not be spoken to Jack. Oh Jack, how she feared facing the world without him.

Rose decided to walk around. As she moved slowly across the deck sorrow was all she could hear, see, and feel. The faces of widowed women and orphaned children engulfed her.

It became to much for her to handle. Her already shocked state weakened even more. She became light headed as her legs trembled under the pressure. Dropping here tea, Rose stumbled over to a bench and collapsed on to it. Then she did the only thing she felt would ever come easily to her again. Sleep.

As she slept her mind was filled with visions of the past. She saw Jack. She could feel his warmth. The first time he touched her when she was going to kill herself. The tender kiss he gave her at the dinning saloon. Rose could hear his soothing voice. She loved the way he would talk to her, like she was the most important person in the world. Just the way he handled her was amazing. On the bow he was so powerful lifting her high into the stars. Then in the car he was so careful with her when he filled her whole being with passion. But the one thing that stood out in her mind was his deep blue eyes. He looked deep into her soul. They hid nothing. Jacks eyes were so pure and warm. Her whole body was warm now just thinking of him.

Rose was suddenly jerked back into reality. The brilliant light from Jack's eyes was now gone. In place was a dark night. She sat up. "I've slept the day away" she thought to herself. The deck was now almost emptied of people, they had all gone inside. Rose was now fully alert. She stood up and walked over to the rail. The stars were burning brilliantly above. They were the things that reminded her most of Jack. The stars were theirs. That's where everything went away and they could be alone with each other, just dwelling in their love and compassion for one another. Rose wanted to take them all. She placed her hands on the rail and leaned back on her heals to look up at the magnificent night sky.

Jack couldn't handle it anymore -- he had to see Rose. Where would she be? He stood up. His clothes were fully dry now. That seemed odd to him until he went out on deck. "Oh Jesus, it's already night!" Jack had stayed in the nurses' station all day. He was upset with himself. As he walked along the decks in search of Rose, he scolded himself. "How could I have been so stupid. She has been alone all day....Or what if she hasn't? If that bastard Cal got a hold of her I don't know what I'll do...."

Jack stopped dead in his tracks. He couldn't believe what he saw just ahead of him.






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