The Immigrant

Chapter 13| January 13 1798

Philip and I strolled down the street, on a bright chilly day in the city. We laughed as we exchanged thoughts as we busily talked. The day felt the coldest yet, as smoke billowed form chimneys and icy flakes drifted down form the frozen blue sky. I was so cold that part of the harbor froze shut, leaving ships stranded where they creaked under the ice. No one dared to be out in this cold, so the streets were relatively empty with a few carriage passing by once and a while.
The was much talk about the new president, John Adams who took George Washington's place after he resigned early in 1797. We both mocked Adams of his fat and stout figure. I constantly heard Hamilton cursing about him, which I found quite amusing in a way.
Philip and I stayed out as long as we could until we got frost nip on the fingers and toes and sat around the fire in a painful state as we tried to warm up, Eliza shaking her hand in slight amusement as she gave us mugs of hot cider as we drank, laughing about our own foolishness.
Once we got warmed, we scuttled to our rooms and got on a dry pair of clothes on. I spent some time at my desk, rummaging through my piles of work. It was late afternoon when a knock sounded at the door.
"Ezio, there's someone downstairs who would like to see you." Eliza's voice e ran out enthusiastically.
I paused, wondering who it might be.
"Alright." I said setting down my quill.
I walked down the hall, following Eliza down the stairs. I followed her into the living room. A tall familiar face turned to me with a warm smile, Hamilton right beside him.
"Ezio Auditore." George Washington greeted.
"Mr.Washington sir." I said with a bow surprised of his presence and a little embarrassed of my unprofessional state, against Washington's deep navy blue, generals uniform.
"How are you?" He asked as we shook hands.
"I am doing well sir." I said shakily.
"I heard that your work had improved tremendously since the last time we met." Washington said thoughtfully.
"Yes sir, always doing the best I can." I said, flattered by the Generals complement.
"That's good to hear son." He said warmly.
Hamilton caught my gaze, looking uneasy as he turned away. After a few moments of talking we all gathered around the dinner table for supper. Washington was offered the head of the table, while I sat next to Hamilton, Eliza on the other side. I looked hungrily at the golden brown turkey that laid in the middle of the table. Our glasses were pored when white wine, something I never got to try before. Hamilton looked at Washington was a please glance.
" It's quite an honor for you to dine with us Mr.Washington." Hamilton said between a mouthful of food.
"I am glad I could stop by before my long journey back to Mount Vernon." Washington replied humbly.
"I'm glad that I can take a breath and not have to worry about the war or responsibilities of being President, I know John Adams is a very persistent and keen President." Washington added.
Hamilton looked up form his plate with a raised brow.
"I know Mr.Hamilton you're not in favor with Adams, but he shows his good intentions." Washington said with a sigh, reading Hamilton's expression.
"Even so, it seems that Adams is to open to newly immigrants that seem a bother to a lot of citizens in the states." Washington added.
I stopped eating, looking up form my plate. This comment took me off guard, as I felt anger start to rise in my throat.
"Sir?" I said my tone rising in my breath.
"Ezio, you know I don't mean that for you son." Washington said with a smile.
I swallowed as I looked at Washington with a harsh glance.
"But the rest of the immigrants are?" I hissed, my breath cool.
The table fell silent as Washington looked at me with a long breath, he too was getting angered.
"That's not what I'm saying, immigrants is what make up who we are as a nation." Washington said with a stern voice.
"So you think otherwise, I would expect you to be more of a fatherly face and leader to those who come here with great intentions." I said almost in a yell.
"That's enough!" Washington yelled sharply as he sat up form his seat, slamming his hand in the table.
The room was utterly silent. I took a sharp breath as I looked down, knowing of my mistake.
"Please I would like to spend my time here with these nice people Ezio, without it getting ruined by your unmannered temper.." Washington said harshly as he sat down.
I blinked as I sat up form my seat, guilt crawled through my head.
"Excuse me." I murmured.
I stormed out of the dunning room and into the living room. I covered my face with my hands as I took a deep breath, combing back my hair. I could hear soft murmuring form the other room, as the conversation picked up again. I felt angered but guilty, I didn't mean to anger Washington that much. I cursed under my breath as I paced the floor. I heard laughing and playing upstairs as the children ran about.
The hours ticked by, I never returned to the dinning table. I sat down at the couch, my head in my hands. I heard footsteps walk up to me, I glanced up to see Washington standing there, looking down at me with a expressionless face. I paused, I didn't know what to say. I didn't want to say anything.
"Son." He spoke sternly.
"We might of gotten off to a rough start this evening...but I don't want to end on a bad note." Washington said, lightening.
"I rethought what my mouth uttered and you have reason to be angered at me." He said with a slight chuckle.
I gave a little huff as I stood up.
"Sorry sir." I apologized with a sigh.
"What I said-" I was cut off.
"What you said held a strong opinion that I agree upon." Washington said.
I blinked, not knowing what to say.
" Say do you get into fights with your controversial language." Washington said jokingly.
I gave a slight laugh.
"It's hard not to sir." I sighed.
"Well it's getting late and I still have to make it back to Mount Vernon before sunrise." Washington said.
I nodded as I followed him to the door along with Hamilton.
"Keep up the good work Ezio." Washington said with a proud look.
I gave him a swift nod.
" I will Mr.Washington." I said.
Washington gave me a nod as he walked out the door, Alexander along side with him. I closed the door as I took a steady breath. I blinked as tiredness swept through me. I walked up the stairs and into my room. The two candles burned brightly, as I sat at the foot my my bed, ruffling my hair as I took a deep breath.
"Goddamnit.." I hissed, angered at myself for my childish behavior.