Agatha and Robert were due to celebrate their golden wedding anniversary this April. Their daughter, Natasha, wanted to treat them. They deserved some happiness at this late stage in life. Who knew how much longer they’d be around? And they’d never been abroad, so this gift was very special indeed.
Agatha had tears of joy in her eyes after she’d opened the envelope. She showed the tickets to Robert, who emitted an impressed whistle.
“Titanic,” Agatha gasped.
Natasha could have sworn the whispered word was accompanied by a small mist of condensed breath. As if the room were ice cold.