"Well Jack it is my hope that I can do something to bring your past memory back. I didn't know you very well, or long but that night on the ship has stood in my memory for the past six years." she smiled at the young man and went on.
"We met as you were teaching Rose how to spit like a man. I know that it sounds strange, but that is the kind of young man you were. You lived your life as I do. You lived as though everyday might be your last. Rose had a very sheltered life and although her life had been good so far, she had not yet learned how to live. You taught her the meaning of a real life. You taught me some things too. In the short time that I knew you you had a profound effect on my life." Molly told him.
Even Ruth had to agree with what Molly had to say. Jack had been what she called a man who had no future. But something about him had been intriguing. He had a very different outlook on life. It had not been the type of life that she had wanted Rose to have. But, now that she had been with Bill she had learned that there was a good life outside of the first class life that she had once used. She was not so sure now that life with Jack would be so bad for her daughter.
Rose was now a wealthy woman again But would the money ruin their lives as they were now living it? Rose worried about the money that she now had. She had been rich and then lost it all and now she had it back. She had been on both sides of the river and knew the bad things that money could bring. She wondered what kind of man Cal would have been if he had not been born into such riches. But then he had tried to kill Bill and he had been responsible for the murder of Bill's son. He was no good rich or poor.
Molly had been waiting for things to settle down into Jack's memory. When she started talking again they all listened intently to what she had to say. "Well, that night you went to our table for dinner. You had no dinner clothes, so I thought of my son. He is very close to your age and size. We went to my suite and there you tried on one of his dinner jackets and pants. They fit you well and with a shower you looked like any other young member of the first class. You were very good looking with your hair slicked back and the fancy clothes. You looked so different, that Cal walked right by you not even seeing you."
Jack tried to picture himself in a dinner jacket and with his hair all slicked down. He laughed to himself wondering what he looked like to the others on the great ship. But he still had no memory of the ship or the lady who sat there. He knew that she meant well and that she was trying to help, but it seemed that nothing was ever going to help him. He was doomed to a life with no memory of before the sinking of the Titanic.
Molly could tell by the look on Jack's face that nothing was coming back to him. She thought of the young man who had been so full of life that night at the dinner table in the first class. He had asked to borrow her pencil and had handed Rose a note. She was sure that after the dinner Rose and Jack met someplace. but she didn't know where.
"You did do something that night, though Jack. You asked for a pencil and a piece of paper and you wrote Rose a note. I saw you hand the note to her. I don't know where you went or what you did then. Perhaps Rose can tell you what happened that night." Molly offered.
Jack had been int4erested in what had happened on that night and was ready to listen to Rose. Something about a clock, was all that he could remember. He had several dreams where he is standing at a clock. He had not told Rose about this, because he was not positive that it was her that had been with him at a clock. But it was one of the few memories that he had at this time.
Rose wanted Jack to remember everything and so she told him "We were done with dinner and the men were going to the smoking room to talk politics. Cal had made it clear that you were not welcome there and you had gone to 'row with the slaves' as you put it. But you took my hand and thanked me for the time. When you did this you handed me a note saying meet me at the clock make it count.'
Jack was surprised by the note and listened intently "Go on." he told her.
"I headed up the grand staircase and met you who was now in your regular clothes. We met at the clock and went downstairs to the third class . There we danced and partied until very late. It was there that I fell in love with you." Rose told him."
Jack was trying very hard to remember anything from that night. He suddenly had a vision of a lady in a first class dress standing on her toes. It had been amazing and he knew that that woman had been Rose. Jack smiled and said "I remember something I am sure. I remember a woman standing on her toes and I am sure that it was you Rose." he told her and the group.
"That was me Jack. I stood on my toes when two men were arm wrestling. They were trying to show everyone what big bad men they were . I wanted to show them that a woman could do things that they couldn't." Rose told him..