A woman’s heart is a deep ocean of secrets.
Now you know there was a man named Jack Dawson and that he saved me, in every way that a person can be saved. I don’t even have a picture of him. He exists now only in my memory.
It was the ship of dreams to everyone else. To me, it was a slave ship, taking me back to America in chains. Outwardly, I was everything a well brought up girl should be. Inside, I was screaming.[voiceover]
Afterward, the seven hundred people in the boats had nothing to do but wait. Wait to die. Wait to live. Wait for an absolution that would never come.
