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Titanic Love

They were both afraid and madly in love, but neither he nor she would say goodbye. They fought back the tears for the longest time before each of them began to cry. They met in Paris and fell deeply in love, whereupon the greatest dilemma was born. Yes, their emotional world merged, and the romance began, but they were deeply torn because they lived oceans apart. The time flew quickly by, and they were duty bound to depart. There were sparkles in their eyes, but there was a despairing lump in their hearts from the start. She was very rich and he was of modest means; and it would take more than love to unite them together. They knew that their lives would not become one, but their friendship could somehow last forever. Or could it? Realizing that they had to fly or sail away, never to be reunited on another day, they bought a hand held replica of the Titanic, a symbol of despair and tragedy to give comfort to their malady. He returned to his home in Sydney, Australia., and she to Manitoba, Canada, 8,926 miles apart. They knew that the likelihood of them being together again was as likely as the replica being placed in the Indian Ocean and reaching her in Manitoba via the shores of the Pacific, or her replica reaching him from a launching in the Pacific and reaching the Sydney shores of the Indian ocean. Nevertheless, when they reached home from Paris, they did the unlikely. Two love letters, their last and only letter, were attached to their Titanic and set sail. In Paris, she was 20, and he was 21. Now, both are widowed and remembering each other. Jerry is 81; Mary is 80. Both Jerry and Mary had attached a strong red cloth to their letter hoping that someday it would be read. But until then, the wait continues as their lives sail on. Apart. 010621PSCtest, The Last Love Letter, Mystic Rose Rose

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