There was so much to do and so little time. Everyone was excited about the Titanic. Anyone who didn't have tickets for it, seemed jealous of the ones who did. Mary Ashby would have gladly sold her family's tickets, if her husband would let her. Not that he ever would. He truly believed that going on the Titanic would be the start of a wonderful new life for them. Mary didn't share that belief. She couldn't shake the feeling something terrible was going to happen.<br/><br/>When people would ask if she was excited, she halfheartedly said she was. Truthfully, Mary would have liked nothing more then to stay here, Dublin. Where she and her family were all together and safe.<br/><br/>"Mum, is something wrong?"<br/><br/>Kellen asked her, as they sorted through the kitchen. Deciding what little to take, what to give away, and what was trash. Kellen was one of her twins sons. He always seemed to attuned to people's emotions. Mary could lie to others, say she was fine and excited, but not to him. His eyes seemed to almost look into her soul. Kellen could easily tell she wasn't as happy as she claiming. She looked around, making sure both his father and his siblings were not in earshot. She told him in a whisper.<br/><br/>"I'm scared, my boy."<br/><br/>"Of what?"<br/><br/>Kellen asked in a whisper back. His mother was the strongest woman knew. She could kill spiders and rats without fear. She had no trouble telling anyone, man or woman where their place was. He never imagined her being afraid of anything. Mary replied quietly.<br/><br/>"I cannot shake the feeling something terrible will happen. That we won't all make it to America."<br/><br/>Kellen looked down at his mother and saw the true fear in her eyes. Before he could ask more, his youngest sister entered. Both he and Mary put on happy faces for her. Anna was excited for the trip and neither wanted to scare her.<br/><br/>------------------------------<br/><br/>Maureen's younger sister was jealous of her. At fourteen, their parents told her that she wasn't old enough yet to get a job. But how Emma wished she could. She would have loved to be aboard the Titanic. Especially on the maiden voyage. Soon Maureen would be aboard it and on the first of many new adventures.<br/><br/>"I wish I could go with you."<br/><br/>Emma sighed as she laid on her stomach on Maureen's bed. Watching her sister back up her most prized possessions. Things she wanted to take in her small suitcase with her as she went back and forth across the Titanic. Maureen smiled at Emma.<br/><br/>"Someday you can. In a few years, you can apply at the White Star Line. Maybe you'll get assigned to the Titanic too."<br/><br/>"And then we can both find rich husbands!"<br/><br/>Emma declared and Maureen laughed. Her sister was far more of a romantic then her. Maureen knew that it was very unlikely that one of the rich men would see her and fall madly in love. That stuff happened in stories, not real life. Although Emma was young, no harm letting her dream a little.<br/><br/>"Maybe. Or we can focus on seeing great cities together."<br/><br/>"Hmm...that sounds fun, but the rich husband sounds even more fun."<br/><br/>Emma said and Maureen shook her head with a smile. She was going to miss her sister while she was away.