He aims his pistol at the sky... "Wait!" Wait. Wait. Wait. The policy, the rule he lived by for almost all of his life. If he had waited... he wouldn't have taken away a husband, a father, a friend. His own arrogance had killed a man. Can we agree that duels are dumb and immature? That's what he had said. Yet he engaged in one... and killed him. Hamilton. His first friend, his enemy. He needed a drink. As he walked to a nearby pub, a man pulled him to the side of the road. "You'd better hide." He whispered, then left, looking around nervously. This man was afraid of him. What would Theodosia think? He didn't want to know. Wait for it. He had to wait for it.
There you go people! I came to a realization: I can't do fics with over 5 chapters... I can only write at midnight because I don't have time to as to do it, and I have to write on a small kindle. So, there is Wait for It. Please review, it would mean the works to me. Byeeeeeeeee!
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Rose Laurens 3