A new beginning
"Don't let go Rose, promise me" Jack implored, "I promise Jack, I'll never let go" she said. A smile lit up Jack's face as he bent down and kissed her. "I love you Rose, you know that don't you?" "No! Jack, come back, come back!" Rose screamed as Jack started to disappear, his features vanishing into the mist that surrounded them."No!" she cried out.
"No!" Rose screamed and bolted upright in bed. It was all just a dream, Jack was gone and no matter how much she wished he wasn't ever going to come back. The realization hit her all over again, it felt as though someone had ripped out a part of her. A part that was vital to living.
She lay staring unseeing out of the window as dawn broke, a single solitary tear escaping down her cheek.
All of a sudden there was a knock on the door, she tried to still her shuddering sobs and asked in the most normal voice she could muster "who is it?"
"Cynthia, Miss" "Master Jason just wanted me to ask whether you would like to join him and his father for breakfast." The housekeeper informed her through the oak-paneled door.
Rose could not fathom the idea of eating ever again, especially not right now with her dream still so vividly imprinted in her memory. However, she thought it would be bad manners not to join her gracious host "I'll be down in a little while" she thus replied despite of her own feelings.
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"Good morning Miss Dawson, it's a pleasure to finally meet you" Jason's father told Rose as she ascended the staircase and joined the two Cavanaugh men for breakfast. She was afraid that her host might not be too happy about the fact that she slept under his roof last night without his prior approval, instead all she saw when she looked at him was a genuine concern for her well-being. Despite the way she was feeling she could not help but like the old man.
"Thank you for allowing me sanctuary in your house last night" "I hope I have not been too much trouble, I'm afraid I do not have any money at the moment but---
"Nonsense my dear, no need to repay me for there is nothing to repay" the old man told her smilingly, "my home is your home for as long as you need it".
Rose smiled gratefully at the old man and started eating the English breakfast that had been placed in front of her by Cynthia. When she started she did not think she would be able swallow past the lump in her throat but to her astonishment once she started eating she found that she was starving.
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Later that day Rose sat outside on the porch watching the impending sunset when Jason came to sit beside her. At first she was so caught up in her thoughts and troubles that she did not hear him speak it was only when he called her name a few times that she looked up "I'm sorry, did you say something?" she enquired, her mind already starting to stray again.
"Well I know that you do not have any money nor place to go" Jason began, not entirely sure how to phrase it "I, uh" he cleared his throat and continued "I have a proposition for you" he began, she shook her head, "No, I" she began but he shushed her, "hear me out first please, I know it will not be anything like what you must be used to, but."he began.
To be continued, probably tomorrow.
"Don't let go Rose, promise me" Jack implored, "I promise Jack, I'll never let go" she said. A smile lit up Jack's face as he bent down and kissed her. "I love you Rose, you know that don't you?" "No! Jack, come back, come back!" Rose screamed as Jack started to disappear, his features vanishing into the mist that surrounded them."No!" she cried out.
"No!" Rose screamed and bolted upright in bed. It was all just a dream, Jack was gone and no matter how much she wished he wasn't ever going to come back. The realization hit her all over again, it felt as though someone had ripped out a part of her. A part that was vital to living.
She lay staring unseeing out of the window as dawn broke, a single solitary tear escaping down her cheek.
All of a sudden there was a knock on the door, she tried to still her shuddering sobs and asked in the most normal voice she could muster "who is it?"
"Cynthia, Miss" "Master Jason just wanted me to ask whether you would like to join him and his father for breakfast." The housekeeper informed her through the oak-paneled door.
Rose could not fathom the idea of eating ever again, especially not right now with her dream still so vividly imprinted in her memory. However, she thought it would be bad manners not to join her gracious host "I'll be down in a little while" she thus replied despite of her own feelings.
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"Good morning Miss Dawson, it's a pleasure to finally meet you" Jason's father told Rose as she ascended the staircase and joined the two Cavanaugh men for breakfast. She was afraid that her host might not be too happy about the fact that she slept under his roof last night without his prior approval, instead all she saw when she looked at him was a genuine concern for her well-being. Despite the way she was feeling she could not help but like the old man.
"Thank you for allowing me sanctuary in your house last night" "I hope I have not been too much trouble, I'm afraid I do not have any money at the moment but---
"Nonsense my dear, no need to repay me for there is nothing to repay" the old man told her smilingly, "my home is your home for as long as you need it".
Rose smiled gratefully at the old man and started eating the English breakfast that had been placed in front of her by Cynthia. When she started she did not think she would be able swallow past the lump in her throat but to her astonishment once she started eating she found that she was starving.
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Later that day Rose sat outside on the porch watching the impending sunset when Jason came to sit beside her. At first she was so caught up in her thoughts and troubles that she did not hear him speak it was only when he called her name a few times that she looked up "I'm sorry, did you say something?" she enquired, her mind already starting to stray again.
"Well I know that you do not have any money nor place to go" Jason began, not entirely sure how to phrase it "I, uh" he cleared his throat and continued "I have a proposition for you" he began, she shook her head, "No, I" she began but he shushed her, "hear me out first please, I know it will not be anything like what you must be used to, but."he began.
To be continued, probably tomorrow.