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Despite her claims that she would never marry, Hannah Ross did indeed fall in love and marry a young patriot, with the very spirit of Thomas Martin. As Thomas said, the boy was not him, for Thomas was unique, but the boy, named Andrew Livingstone, had captured Hannah's heart by merely being himself and with his fierce devotion for his country that matched her own. The one thing that Andrew possessed that was a constant reminder to Hannah of Thomas, was his devotion to his country, his patriotism. She lived with the Martins until her marriage. She had five children, each to whom she passed on her determined spirit of patriotism.

In 1783, after her marriage and a few months before the birth of her first born son, Hannah witnessed the official ending of the Revolutionary War. Little did she know that her sons would be going to war once more against England, in the war of 1812. Her first born son, Gabriel, then twenty-nine and a husband and father himself, lead her remaining four sons on to war. Their ages were twenty-four, twenty, eighteen, and the youngest, Thomas, was seventeen. With a heavy heart at the age of forty-six, Hannah let her sons go, knowing full well that they may not return to her. She had been hesitant to let them go, but felt Thomas' hand on her shoulder as her own son Thomas begged her to let him go with his brothers. It was then that she realized that the patriotism she had instilled in her children had taken root and was blooming. So she let them go.

She didn't have long to wait. In 1815, the war ended. Of all her sons, only Thomas returned to her. He returned and married not long after. Hannah's loving husband Andrew died in 1817, leaving her alone, with only her two son's widows, their children, and Thomas, his wife and children to keep her company. She wasn't sure how to cope, what to say to the grieving widows of her sons, what to say to her sons' children, but as she watched them play happily in a time of peace, she knew what she had to do. She gathered them all around her and told them of her struggle for freedom in her own time, of their grandfather's struggle for freedom, of Thomas Martin, his father and brother, whom she had loved. They listened to her wide eyed, and even as she told it to them wearily, knowing full well that her time on earth was almost ended, she could sense the pure flowers of patriotism burning in their hearts. In 1824, at the age of fifty-eight, Hannah died and her soul was joined with those of her husband, Gabriel, Benjamin, Anne, all those who had died and fought for their country, and most of all, Thomas. She was a patriot. Are we brave enough to follow her example?

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*Author's Note* What did you think? Review and tell me. Also gotta get this blah-blah outta the way. Hannah Ross is a character of my own creation. Her adventures and her life are all FICTIONAL. I wish I could say that I modeled her after one of my ancestors or something, but unfortunately I don't know much about my British heritage. Darn! ;) So anyway, the Martins and all those people from "The Patriot" belong to the people who created them. So with that outta the way, I hope you enjoyed the story! Later!