Ch. 3 You Have Talent

The next day everyone seemed to be outside on deck. People relaxed, watched the seas, kids ran around playing and there were even couples outside that made out.

Jack and Rose walked around on deck and talked about random things.

As they walked, Rose thanked Jack for saving her life and his discretion. She even had the guts to express a little bit about her miserable life without giving too much detail.

With that being said, Jack had the guts to ask a personal question. "Do you love him?"

"Excuse me?" she said sensing Jack was being a little nosy.

"Do you love the man?" he asked again looking her in the eye.

"Well you're being very rude. That's none of your concern." Rose replied with a serious look.

"Well it's a simple question. Do you really love this man?" said Jack with a straight face.

"This is not a suitable conversation. You shouldn't be asking me this. That question is too personal." said Rose frowning at him.

"Can't you just answer a simple question?" asked Jack with sort of a smile.

Rose laughed. "I don't believe this. I can't believe you would ask such a question when you hardly know me and I hardly know me. We're not having this conversation. You are rude and uncouth and very annoying!"

"Oh!...you've insulted me!…I'm so hurt!" said Jack sarcastically with his hands on his chest as if he just got shot.

"Good!...you deserve it!...and you know what, I'm leaving." Rose then turned around to walk away.

"Whoa!...naughty girl!" said Jack with a smile.

Rose then thought about her position as a first-class passenger on ship and turned back around. "You know what! I don't have to leave! You were the one who was rude, so you leave!" she pointed forward.

"Well, well, well! Look who's rude now!" said Jack.

"Yeah! Just like you were rude to me! So I'm being rude to you!" she said with a mean look.

"Hey it was just a simple question." Jack held his hands halfway in surrender.

Rose sighed and just gave up trying to argue with him. "What is that thing anyway?" she pointed at his suitcase.

Jack looked down. "Oh this? Let me show you!" He led her to a chair and sat down together. He opened his suitcase and gave it to her.

Rose looked at him like, 'why are you giving it to me?"

"Take a look!" he encouraged.

As Rose looked through the papers, she saw that they were drawings. "So…..you're an artist!"

Jack nodded without saying anything.

Rose looked through most of them and saw that they were really good. "You're really good!" She even came across some that she liked. She pulled out a certain picture that she felt was the best.

"You like that one?" he asked smiling at her.

"Well…..I think it's the best one." Rose confessed.

"Really? That's a picture of a lady that used to sit at this bar every night and wait for her long, lost, true love." Jack explained.

They looked at the picture for about 5 seconds until Rose said, "Well….you have talent Jack. You really do. I admire your drawings. You have a certain way you see people. You have a heart to draw people and tell stories. And I admire that."

Jack seemed to be impressed by what she said. So he smiled and nodded his head.