Once We Were

| December 21, 2013


Once We Were

Once We Were

Cora knew it wouldn’t be easy marrying her childhood best friend. Edwardian society forbade their friendship to cross the boundaries of acquaintance. Anything more was out of the question. Yet, it is nothing compared to being the wife of a ship officer, who is bit by bit losing his sanity, forever haunted by the sinking of the RMS Titanic.

“And you can make me a promise?” she asked.

“What do you want me to say? I gave you my word,” he said.

Cora wrapped her pinky around his. “You solemnly swear this is behind us and we’re moving on. No more talk of Titanic or anything related to Titanic. We will live happy, normal lives, so help you, God. And remember, you can never break a pinky promise. Ever.”

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