Best Of Wives and Best of Women

Some Things Never Change

Summer was already over, and I wished it would of stayed longer, but I just couldn't stand to stay away from Alexander any longer than I already have. We left early in the morning, even if Phillip despised the routine for the morning. We all said our farewells to papa and Angelica, since she was going back to London that day.

We left at least 7:27 am and didn't get there until 3 days later, which was good timing. When I saw the old gravel road to our house, I had to restrain myself to not jump out of the carriage and run to the house. When it finally parked I grabbed Phillips hand in mine and we both sprinted toward the house in a rush.

When we reached the door, my hands were fiddling with the keys as I was trying to put the key in the key hole. I pushed opened the door, looking around the house, trying to find Alexander. I walked upstairs and went straight to his office, but didn't find him their, so I went to our bedroom with Phillip tagging along. I opened the door and peeked in the room. He wasn't in this room either. I asked Phillip if he could go put his stuff away from his case while I keep looking for his father.

He nodded and went to go do what I told him. I looked in the bathroom, nothing, I looked in the library, nothing, and I finally looked in the kitchen, still, nothing. I gave and went to put my stuff away too and start supper since it was already near dusk. I put all my stuff away, sent Phillip to his room for a quick nap, and went to the garden for fresh vegetables for supper.

I walked out their and saw a shadow, moving behind a large brush. I walked closer and saw Alexander on his knees next to a rose brush of leaves and thrones. I walked over to him and put my hand on his shoulder, to which he emeditly pushed away. I was shocked and just stood in disbelief at his new actions.

"I don't want to see you anymore!" He yelled, still facing the brush next to him. My eyes got a weight in them, treating to spill in large amounts. I toke a few steps back, trembling and taking staggered steps.

"Ok dear, I'll just go inside." My voice was barely even a whisper with the lump in my throat. He lifted his head and turned around slowly with hesitated movements. When I saw his face, their was an expression that I couldn't read with regret in it.

"E-Eliza.." He said with assurance in his voice. He got up and ran to me, wrapping his arms around me and whispered, "I'm sorry." In my ear for forgiveness with ever breath, every word, he said. I wrapped my arms around him and laughed a week giggle as my grip tightened.

"I'm so happy your home." He said while looking down at me with his eyes of passion, yet full of forgiveness. I smiled and gave him a kiss and lead him inside to give an impatient Phillip, who just woke up from a nap.

Alexander did stop working late at night in his home office, but instead went to his office building and worked their for most of the nights. This happened for about a year until he said he will work at home instead, I wanted him to not work as hard, but was still happy he will work at home now. But, that ment that he would most times curse, out loud, in his office, the name of Thomas Jefferson, James Madison, and his old friend, Aaron Burr.

I really didn't want to get into his work and be tied to choose which is better. But I did listen to Alexander's papers for his cabinet meetings and his notes for a new plan. After a few years of Alexander working hard, some of his mistakes started showing in the bills, causing us with some financial problems. But, most of Alexander's and my friends chipped in and helped us with some bills until we finally could pay them off.

After awhile after Phillip soon turned 16, I received a letter in the mail with the sent of tea and... Peggy's perfume. I felt bad for not visiting her and Lafayette in awhile, that I would visit them when I finish reading the letter. I opened it up delicately to not rip the paper and neat hand writing I presumed was Lafayette's with the swirls of the ends.

I read it over, over, and over again. Every line, every sentence, filled with grief and pain it caused to my heart. Peggy was dead. From a diseases on a ship she and Lafayette were taking with her kids. The pain, the sorrow, the grief I felt with every word saying she was gone. I cried and cried all over the papers held together by a single yellow ribbon. Peggy's favorite color.

After I told everyone the horrible news, I said that I needed some time to myself and said that they can go out to the market and eat there while I stay here. They left with no questions and no hesitation towards arguing with me. I didn't go outside, except visit the garden and pray. I barely ate which made Phillip and Alexander worried with my actions. I didn't want to go on with out my little sister, who was barely even 42 when she died.

I didn't think anything could get more worse than what has already happened to my sister. I was wrong with the string of hope that I was hanging on to.

(Sorry the story is so short, but I promise that the next one will be be longer and more dramatic. Peace, see you next chapter ; )