that man

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I have seemed to be crying for a while. It is now dusk and suddenly there is a knock upon the door. I go to open the door, but before I do, I look out of the window. I don't see anything or anyone outside so I  summon all the corafw required, and slowly but surely I open the door. It is a man. He was never at the town meetings. He was never at the ball, well at least I don't think he was I only had my eye on Samuel. His hair, it sort of reminded me of Samuel's hair, wavy, luscious brown, almost like a soothing brown, his face was simply unexplainable. "Good afternoon my name is Aaron, aaron burr, and yours is?" He said very soothing-like. "Oh my name is Elizabeth, Elizabeth  Adams" he asked if I was alright, he noticed I was crying. "Oh I'm alright. May you state your purpose of being here?"
"Oh I have a letter for you from a general Jefferson."
"Oh, the greatest of thanks for you."
"Have a pleasant day ma'am."
"You as well."
Oh my another letter.

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