Chapter Eight

A beautiful disaster

Five months passed since Jackie was born. We called her Jacqueline Bukater Dawson and she is the most beautiful thing in the world. And you know what? Jack proposed to me and we are going to get married when I turn18. We are the happiest family in the world. My sister Christina is going to get married too with her boyfriend, Jordan and she started a very successful music career. Gisele also found her true love, Adam Smith, a lawyer that helped her with some troubles she had with her manager. My parents are very happy too because I’m going to have a baby brother. Yeah, my mother is 3 month pregnant. And me and Jack, well, we are so happy with our life. We bought an apartment in New York and we’ll live here until we get married. Our life has been awesome; we have our daughter and we love each other very much. He is the best person I ever met and I’m living a dream. Jack can now dedicate his time to his great passion. He opened an art gallery and his drawings made much success. Well about me all I can say is that I’m the happiest girl in the world!

Jack and I are alone today in our home. My mom is going to take care of little Jackie tonight, because Jack said he wanted a special night with just us. He’s preparing something and I have no idea what, but I trust in him and I’m so curious to know what it is.

We are going to have dinner in our romantic balcony, Jack cooked and I’m excited to see what he prepared. During the dinner we talked about us when we met, and we laughed about all the things we’ve done before we start dating, like that “almost kiss”. Jack says that in that time he couldn’t do whatever he wanted, but now he can. We went to our room and we had a fantastic night. Jack filled our bed with red roses and it was the best night ever we had.

After that he told me he was such a disaster, because he made lots of mistakes when he was trying to win my heart, then because he said he was irresponsible for what we did in the car that night, and that I got pregnant for that, and then because he couldn’t remember me after all the things we had together.

I looked in his eyes and I told him that he was a disaster, but not a common one. He was my disaster, my beautiful disaster. And then we made love over and over again.

Jack died at age 85 and Rose at age 97. They had four more kids. After Jackie they had William, their first boy, Kate and Mia, the twin girls and then Richard, the youngest boy.

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