After Charlene got Zoey, she walked into her room, where her mom was with Thomas, "Mom, How did you know that you were in love with daddy?" She sat on her bed.
Crystal set Thomas in his crib, and sat beside her daughter, "I guess I knew I liked him when I found out we had things in common, I guess that lead to love."
"Daddy said he knew he was in love with you when you came onto the carriage from finishing school, when he picked you up, and took you to the ship here," Charlene rocked her baby sister softly, "did he know you didn't love him right away?"
"I don't think so, but it didn't take that long for me to realize that I had strong feelings for your father," Crystal smiled at her oldest daughter, and looked at her sprained arm, "You want me to take Zoey for you?"
"That's all right mother, I hold her a lot with one arm," Charlene stared at her mother, "did dad ever hurt you?"
"Gosh no, never," Crystal walked over to Thomas's crib, and picked him up, "Are you ready to go downstairs, Charlene?"
Charlene nodded, "Yes mother, Mother?"
Crystal turned to face her daughter before going downstairs, "Yes Charlene?"
"Have you noticed how much Bootstrap, and I look alike?" Charlene walked next t her mother, and stared at her.
"You look like your father, and your father just happens to look like his own father," Crystal brushed a strand of hair from her older daughters eyes, "I so do miss your pig tails."
Charlene started to walk downstairs, "I don't."
When the girls, and Thomas reached the parlor Bootstrap walked towards baby Zoey.
He looked at Charlene, "Can I hold her?"
Charlene pulled her away, "No."
"Young lady, let him hold Zoey!" William narrowed his eyes towards Charlene.
Charlene handed the Zoey over to bootstrap, and headed into the ballroom, and played at the piano, singing along to the melody, "Yo-Ho, Yo-Ho, a pirates life for me..."
Jack entered the room, and sat beside his granddaughter, "Why don't you tell Grandpa Jack, what that was all about back in the parlor."
Charlene continued to sing, ignoring her grandpa presence, "We extort, we pilfer, we filch, and sack,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
Maraud and embezzle, and even high-jack,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho..."
Jack cover grabbed Charlene wrist gently, keeping her from playing, then looked her straight in the eye, "You always tell me when something's bothering you love, why not this time?"
"I don't like that smelly, good for nothing con, Bootstrap couldn't even survive the way you told what happened," Charlene walked to the middle of the empty ballroom, "why isn't he dead?"
"Charlene, love. That man in the parlor is the same man who I told all that I knew about his disappearance for all that time," Jack walked over, and knelt down a little, to look his granddaughter in the eye, "And has you old grandpa ever lied before?" He thought quickly about his question, "I never lied to you? I just tell you as far as I know how things went."
Charlene giggled, "I guess not, and I guess I should go in the parlor, and apologize to the man."
Jack smiled at his granddaughter, "There is nothing wrong with speaking your mind, but just to make your parents happy apologize to old Bootstrap Willy."