A New Beginning

Chapter 66: A Woman's Right

Chapter 66: A Woman's Right

So I've done some research on Molly Brown and she did live in Denver most of the time and she was actually separated from her husband, Joseph Brown before the Titanic sank. I've decided to stretch certain things for the sake of the story, like that she stays in New York more often, she and her husband are separated but Joseph Brown does have a mining business or at least a section in New York.

"Are you sure I look alright?" Wendy asks Tommy several days later.

After meeting Molly Brown in the bar, they had both been able to quite their horrible jobs and be given more promising opportunities. Tommy working for Molly's husband mining company and Wendy as a secretary for the socialite's Women's movement. The couple was dressing in their best for their first days. They had met Mrs. Brown the following day at her New York apartment to discuss their new jobs. Molly set Tommy up to speak with her husband, while she told Wendy where the Women's group would meet each day and what her duties would be.

The two were very nervous, putting on their best clothes for their first day.

"You look as beautiful as the day I met you," the man says with a wink.

Wendy blushes and giggles gently. She'd never thought that in a million years that she'd be on this sort of wild adventure, leaving service completely, finding a beau and getting a proper career that she liked. Her dream of being a writer was still in the back of her mind, but she still had hope that it would one day come true.

The two check the clock and know that it's time to leave. They leave Saul and Eric to their own devices, both are drunk and passed out in the front room from a fantastic party that was held on the sixth floor of their apartment building. Neither Wendy nor Tommy attended due to wanting to be well rested for their jobs.

The two take the bus downtown and then Wendy kisses her beau goodbye and gets off the bus, as he had to go almost all the way across town. She hurries towards the local community building, where the Women's Rights group was meeting.

The former maid straightens her hat and then enters the building. Her heart is racing, in anxiety, but also in excitement. She was finally going to have a respectable profession and she wouldn't be harassed by drunk men anymore.

She finds the room in which the group of women are meeting, all of them sit at a long table. She knocks carefully. Molly sits at the head of the table and smiles at the sight of their newest secretary. The socialite stops the entire meeting to personally greet the arrival.

"Everyone, I'd like you all to meet Wendy, she's going to be our newest typist and secretary."

Many young women smile and nod in approval, muttering greetings of some kind.

"Now, Wendy, you're just in time because we need someone to take notes on some of the committee's ideas," Molly explains.

Molly guides the former maid to an adjacent table and hands her a pencil and paper.

"You will document all of our suggestions and anything else that we feel is important. After that, we'd like you to type them for us as a sort of script, okay?"

Wendy nods and takes the pencil. She then mentally prepares herself for the task ahead. Her hand shakes a little bit as Molly begins their previous conversation about upcoming events.

The young woman takes down whatever she can that she thinks is important said from the committee. Her handwriting was not superb, Rose never got around to teaching her how to make her letters flow on the page or how to make sure the words remained straight. It did not matter that much, however since she would be typing most of it.