8. He visits the place where it all ended. Where it all began.
He marries again. This time, it wasn't for love, or for a family. He wanted wealth. She wanted a husband.
Eliza Jumel was her name, and she was the wealthiest woman in America.
The marriage was a disaster, to put it mildly. He was 77 at the time, and he just wanted peace.
Weeks after their wedding, Aaron realizes one last thing. He hasn't visited one last person.
Weehawken, New Jersey. The place where it all ended, where it all started.
He goes alone at dawn. He feels like it's July 11, 1804 all over again.
The ride across the Hudson, the walk towards the hill, trying to gain courage.
Aaron takes position. He stands weaponless on the same spot his friend, Alexander, stood that fateful night.
Then he looks up.
The sun is shining in his eyes now, and he has to squint his eyes. There's a tree dancing gently to the melody of the wind exactly in front of him, and that's when he notices it.
There is a broken twig hanging loosely from the trunk of the tree. He falls to his knees. And he cries.
He was talking with his old friend, William P. Van Ness, when he said what was intruding his mind.
"Had I read Sterne more and Voltaire less, I should have known the world was wide enough for Hamilton and me."
William only smiled bitterly at the memories, and patted Aaron on the shoulder.
"I know, my friend." He said, taking a swing of his whiskey, "I know."
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Aaron Burr, Sir
FanfictionAaron Burr knew that the moment he fired the gun, his life would be never be the same. As the bullet flew towards Alexander, his friend, his enemy, he simply knew that nothing would ever be the same. Indeed, he was right. There are ten things you ne...
