Chapter VIII

When we got back to the boat deck everything seemed oddly quiet. Only crew members were fumbling with the davits. Thomas yelled over the roar of the steam to First Officer Murdoch.

"Where are all the passengers?"

"They've all gone back inside. Too damn cold and noisy for them," Murdoch replied.

Thomas was clearly stunned; his eyes glazed as glass.

"Do not worry, we will get them out," I said, trying to comfort him a bit.

The first class passingers were all gathered near the Grand staircase.

The band was playing in the first class lounge. They were playing this happy music; no wonder people weren't worried at all.

The Grand staircase glazed in it's beauty. Then someone turned to Thomas, obviously wanting to know something about the situation. It was Edith.

"I saw the iceberg, Mr. Andrews. And I see it in your eyes. Please tell me the truth," she asked.

"The ship will sink," Thomas replied.

"You're certain?"

"Yes. In an hour or so... all this... will be at the bottom of the Atlantic," he said, his eyes showed nothing but deep sorrow.

Bessie Allison had heard the last part has she was coming down the staircase. They both looked horrofied.

"Please tell only who you must, I don't want to be responsible for a panic. And get to a boat quickly. Don't wait. You remember what I told you about the boats?" he said.

"Yes, I understand. Thank you," then she turned to me:" Sarah, are you coming with us to the lifeboats?"

"No, I can't I must stay; I will join with you later," I replied.

"Sarah, you must go, you cannot stay." said Thomas and I knew it would be useless to argue with him.

So we went to the boat deck, while the band began it's first song on the deck.
They started to put the women and children into the boats...

"Mr. Lightoller, could you help these ladies into the boat." Thomas said and gave me his hand, obviously wanting to say goodbye.

"Sarah, you must understand, I can't come with you...this ship is like a child to me," he said.

I realized how hopeless the situation was. Titanic was sinking, Thomas wouldn't leave the ship in no chance. I had lost him.

He kissed me on the forehead and before I even noticed, someone had put me into the lifeboat.

They began to lower the boat. Officer Lightoller was giving orders and the boat was making it's way down to the sea.

Thomas was looking from above, down to me. His eyes were unbearable sad. I felt my heart, screaming inside.

Tears were pouring down on my face; I was still looking at him. The rest of the world passed away, I didn't even noticed the rockets above our heads.

The pain inside was getting louder, I couldn't bore it anymore.

I jumped off of my seat, reached out the ganwale, glimbed out of the boat to the rail of the A-deck...and then, over the rail.

I was back on Titanic.