You Jump, I Jump,Remember?

Picking Red Roses In A Field Of Memories

Rose awoke the next day, only to put on another fancy dress, the one she wore the day she first met Jack. She carefully applied her eyeliner and mascara. She wouldn't be needing more. This was the good part about living in a secluded town in North Carolina- endless days of romping on the beach. Rose looked out at the sun rising above the water. She walked out into it until she was on her tiptoes. Rose looked up at the heavans and screamed " I MISS YOU JACK!" Rose waded back to the shore and cried.

Meanwhile, up in the clouds, where the spirits go when the die, the angels were looking down and pitying her. They decided to give her one more chance, where maybe she could get it right, and the couple that were ment to be could finally be together.

Up behind the angels, even higher in the clouds was Jack in a field of red roses, the exact color of his beloved Rose's hair. He was picking them, waiting for a time when he could see her again. He could still smell her purfume, the scent of lavenders in the rain. Jack could remember the day he saved her from committing suicide.... Those words. " you jump, I'll jump in there after you." and her sweet, bratty accent. " that's absurd!" Jack smiled. If only he could see her again......