So yeah, changes of plans. It's five chapters now cause there is a small section on its own from the song that I feel like it needs its own chapter.Enjoy.
Aaron sighed.
Sure, Theodosia loved him as much as he loved her, but she was the only one still here.
Jonathan Edwards, his grandfather from his mother's side who was a preacher.
Needless to say, Aaron had quite the religious upbringing.
But he was still learning things on his own.
His mother, Esther Edwards Burr. Beautiful and talented, quick witted and vivacious, strongly inclined to literature, a composer of many manuscripts.
His father and namesake was the first significant president of Princeton University that he also helped founding.
Aaron was only two when his parents...left him.
So much was left on his shoulder.
Hamilton wondered why Aaron is like this.
This is why.
He can't go full force at everything and risk failing.
Hamilton is an immigrant. A new arrival.
To write a legacy, one must take risks.
That's how Hamilton is.
Loud and proud, arrogant, reckless, brash, obnoxious.
The list goes on and on.
So back to his parents.
Death.
Everyone has it coming.
Sinners punished, saints rewarded.
Some have it earlier than others, for certain reasons.
They talk smack till they get shot.
They act foolishly till they get shot.
Aaron sometimes worries for Hamilton because of that.
Funny thing is, Hamilton was much like these forces.
Uncontrollable, unstoppable.
Like he was immune to wait a bit, take a break and consider things.
But he was still human.
One day, it will get him.
Good thing Mr. Burr was his foil.
If Aaron were to die, he'd rather it be due to natural causes than thanks to an idiocy he did.
And that's what waiting essentially is.
Thank you for reading once again. I hope you enjoyed.I'll see you next chapter.