Thomas Jefferson and Angelica skyler were not young when Alexander died. Jefferson didn't say much about his wishes, and he couldn't remember much about his old affection for skyler. He is just a little proud and ordinary. When he heard that skyler was heartbroken because of his brother-in-law's sudden death, he just thought they deserved it.
"Thomas, you are so heartless!" He imagined Angelica's reaction. He imagined Angelica standing gracefully against her desk, turning around and saying this to him with a smile. Angelica skyler won't be angry because he said he (Hamilton) and she deserved it. Unlike her elder sister, who regarded her husband as a god, skyler clearly knew every shortcoming of Hamilton and how annoying he was. He knew that he died decently and calmly, and he felt good and proud when he died. He sleeps in love, the most decent ending for a wild child.
The best ending a selfish paranoid can get. He doesn't want to think more about Hamilton. His mean and sharp fanaticism, his stormy anger, and ten years of endless hatred and hostility all made him tired at the same time. Skyler is different from him. Skyler's cleverness makes him very comfortable. Skyler's beautiful eyes are wide open. Skyler's skin color is healthy wheat color. Slightly curly brown hair scattered over the shoulders. Skyler's speech was calm, but his ending was a little light and frivolous. Mr Thomas, it's my honor to be pursued by a noble bachelor like you. ...
Skyler even promised to travel with him for a while. Two wise men, on a sunny day, talked about nature, plants, waterfalls and politics. The sun shines on the elegant white dome of Monticello, the trees swaying slightly on the red bricks, the interlaced distant mountains and the quiet birds singing. They can sit on the porch for a long time, and Mrs. John Church will reach out to him. Rainbow across Niagara Canyon, they are in the wind.
Thomas.
Once or twice in his early years, not so few, or several times, he can't remember. Hamilton will call him Thomas, just as skyler called him. With Thomas' voice, endless terrible questions, attacks and debates followed. Hamilton is as evil as a butcher. His long brown hair is ochre crimson, and it is soft and supple when it is scattered from the ponytail in the performance full of emotion and intense body language. He didn't. Thomas Jefferson never tried to see Mrs. John Church in anyone. Alexander hamilton died first, and Angelica skyler Church died later. He didn't disturb her burial place, nor did he try to see anyone's shadow on her tombstone.
When Jefferson sat in the spring sunshine of Monticello for a long time, he wondered whether their trip would be a time of old. In autumn, the red leaves fall all over the sky (one falls on Angelica's long brown hair), which he can relive repeatedly in the four seasons.
But they didn't.
If I could go back to one day in this little romance, Jefferson would probably ask Mrs. John Church, as a joke, who she liked better, the Secretary of State or the Treasury Secretary. He knew that skyler, who was extremely clever, wouldn't mind such teasing. She will certainly pretend to complain and say that we all know that only my generous sister will tolerate that guy. Sure, dancing with him is good. Appreciating an excellent family can't change my sincere feedback on your love ... He can imagine skyler's radiant face when he said these words, just tell him, "Thomas, you are so heartless!" When the expression is exactly the same, it is so warm, happy and satisfied, and the hair is happily dialed back. He knew Angelica wouldn't mind his condescension. He finally went to Trinity Church. Next to Angelica's grave, he didn't find the grave of that creep. Perhaps the descendants of Hamilton also heard some trivial whispers, especially when Elizabeth skyler was still alive. He thought the living room where she held the salon was so magnificent, but the tombstone was very small. He thought of the person who really bothered her all her life and couldn't get close to her after death. He thought that one spring in 180 1 year, there was a big mouth, an illegitimate child and a noisy paranoid running around, shouting that Thomas Jefferson must be president. ...
He didn't like skyler for a long time and didn't take it seriously. He hated Hamilton for more than ten years. He only stayed in the cemetery of Trinity Church for one afternoon. He doesn't remember that year, and there is nothing untrue. Only when the rustling wind swept the loneliness above the cemetery, when the leaves came to an end and fell where I don't know who buried them, he sat down in front of Angelica's grave and listened to the whispers in the air, as if I didn't know who called his name in the past, and his voice was rising, so light, so urgent and so young. ?