Epilogue:
She was so beautifully dainty in comparison to the mare, bounding about in a circle enjoying the cool kick up of sea water as it flicked about them. Her laughter pierced the air and penetrated him in a way never thought possible. She was happy. A rare beauty. His.
His wife.
The camera clicked. The flare lit up but Rose Dawson didn’t flinch, not even once. Her laughter lit up the air. The beach. His life.
About them, their children were playing. Their laughter joined their mothers, in the most gorgeous symphony of sounds.
Sketches billowed about the soft sands in a pile, once and then blowing about the next. No one cared. Jack would always draw more. He preferred that to taking pictures, although his wife was quite the collector of his work. Filling file after file with photographs of their family...
Three boys.
Two girls.
Two dogs.
One horse.
Ten years since their wedding.
Twenty years since they had first met.
Once they had been strangers. Strangers who fell in love aboard an ill-fated ship. Once they had been a victim. A victim of the Devil, perhaps. A victim of life.
Now, they were happy.
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The Stranger I Loved
FanfictionTen years after Titanic, Rose encounters a stranger who she believed dead for so long. How will it affect the new life that she has made for herself?
