A titanic like story, and it has the same characteristics to the time of the Titanic.

 

"Darling, you musn't stay cross!"
That was Nettie, my mother.
I still folded my arms over the recliner, kicking my legs back and forth up in the air.
"You know we want to get you a husband on that boat!"
I groaned. Other words I didn't need to hear.

 

Thomas threw a football at Lance.
"C'mon, let's go see that beaut' on the boat!"
Lance sighed,
"She is out of your league Thomas."

Thomas shook his head.
"So? If I marry her, you can get that----"
Lance yelled,
"QUIET!"
Thomas seemed taken aback. So he beckoned Lance to the girl's room.

"Mother, I told you, I shalln't find a husband."
Rose folded covered her ears for another lecture.

"woah."
Lance said, pointing at Rose from the window.
Rose looked at the window, and Nettie rapped on the window with her fist.
"Get out of here you mutts!"
She snapped.

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Yeah.
That's the first part.

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