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| Steam train leaving Euston Station, London {pic} |
My life begins
with a letter. Maybe I should say my life changed with a letter since I
received the infamous letter when I was twenty-three. It wasn't a bad letter
but it forever changed my life. My new life began with a letter.
My dearest Rose,
If
you doubt the words I spoke to you the other night, don't. I have made you the
promise of my love and my devotion forever.
I
have ordered us a simple room on the Northern Star Liner, it leaves from
Liverpool on Wednesday and we will sail to New York as man and wife. No one can
stop us not even the King. I promise. If you love me, meet me at Euston Station
for the 6:15 train. I will be waiting to take you into my arms and away from
the things of long ago.
Believe
when I say, all my love.
In all the ways I pictured my
life I never imagined I would be engaged to one man and running away with the
man I did love. I had also never imagined love would cause so many knots in my
stomach. As a child I imagined falling in love with a prince and having the
fairy tale happy ending. However, my prince ended up being my best friend and
the stable hand.
It had been a week since I heard
from Kelby but the plan was in motion. I could feel it. I looked at his letter
once again then folded it up and slipped it in my hand bag. For the last week
of May I felt a slight chill or maybe I just shivered from excitement. Either
way I had to act confident and brave if I was ever going to pull this off.
"Name?"
"Rose Gray," I was
happy to say without hesitation.
"Well
Mrs. Gray." The ticket master noticed my thin gold band with a piece of
glass in it. "Your train will be at platform six."
"Thank
you," I said handing him my money and hoping he didn't notice my blush at
the fact he called me "Mrs. Gray."
We
weren't married yet but I felt it better to travel under that name so it would
be harder for my family to track our where abouts. Besides Mathilda Elizabeth Rose Harrington
daughter of Percival Harrington and Ethel Harrington of Belmark Square had had
her engagement announcement and picture in every paper in London. I hoped going
by Rose would at least give me a bit of security in case any official read the
wedding announcements.
I
looked down at the ticket.
May
25, 1921
Euston
to Liverpool
I
took a deep breath. It was all beginning.
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