I walk towards the stairs, wanting to spend as much time with her as I can. We walk up the stairs, laughing. When we get to the top deck, I notice Rose wrap her arms around herself, shivering. I take my jacket off and hold it out to her. She smiles. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." I say in an exaggerated first-class manner to make her laugh. We walk along for a moment in companionable silence. Without realising it, I start to hum under my breath. Rose smiles at me and sings along with me. I grin back and sing with her. We laugh as we forget the words half way through but carry on singing.

She trails off, I look at her and I see her looking ahead of us and I see the entrance to First Class. Rose turns to me and pulls the suit jacket off her shoulders and passes it to me "Here we are."

"Right."

We stand in silence for a moment ."I don't want to go back." She say almost conspiratively. I don't want you to go back either, I want to say. She looks up at the sky "Look." She gazes upwards at the stars "Its so beautiful."

"Yeah." I agree staring up at the night sky. Rose walks towards the side and swings around a rope.

"So vast and endless. But they're so small. My crowd, they think they're giants but they're not even dust in God's eye." I look back down at her.

"You know there's been a mistake." Rose looks at me oddly. "You're not one of them. You got mailed to the wrong address." She laughs. "I did, didn't I? Look! A shooting star!" She points. I stand next to her and watch the star streak across the sky. "That was a long one." I marvel "You know my pops used to tell me, every time you saw one, it was a soul going to heaven."

"I like that. Are we supposed to wish on it?"

I look at her intently "Why? What would you wish for?" Her face falls.

"Something I can't have." She's still so trapped. I want to help her break free. She puts her hand on my shoulder "Good night Jack." She walks away and I turn and take a step after her but she's already walking through the door and shutting it behind her.

Something she can't have? Did she mean freedom? She can't have meant me, could she? No, don't be so selfish, of course she didn't mean you. I walk slowly back towards third-class, deep in thought.

I step back inside my cabin and Fabrizio sits up in his bunk. "Jack!"

"Hello, Fabri." I greet him, sitting down on my bunk. He leans down "What happened?" He asks eagerly.

"You saw how free she was right?"

"Yes, of course. She was happy!"

"When she was here, she was so free, so happy, but when she goes back there, she's still so trapped, by her mother and her fiancé. I have to help her break free, Fabri."

"We are a, uh, pair aren't we-a? Rosa is-a trapped and engaged to a bastardo, and Helga does not speak the-a same language. Her papa does not like me, either, mi amico. You are not the only one." We both chuckle.