Rose screamed in pain as she pushed as hard as she could. She squeezed the nurse hand wanting Jack to be with her. But Jack was dead. He died during Titanic sinking.
Rose was sleeping in a bench for four days until Molly found her and took her at her home. Rose started working as a waitress in a local cafe a few days later when she found out that she was pregnant.
She had no idea how she could raise a baby. She would never let wet nurses or maids get her child but she had no idea how. Rose hoped that she wouldn't become like her mother.
Rose let a final push and baby cries filled the room. She let a sigh of relief.
"It's a girl!" the doctor shouted.
A girl. A little girl. Oh how much Jack would have loved her! She would be definitely daddy's little girl. But she knew that Jack protect his daughter from Heaven.
"How are you going to name her?" Molly asked.
"Come Josephine in my flying machine ans it's up she goes, up she goes. Balance yourself like a bird...
"Josephine. Josephine Elizabeth Dawson"