And now we come to the very end of this story. I was going to wait to post it, but I really wanted to finish this story in the same decade I started it 😅.
Please enjoy this little snippet three months later.

~TH~

May 1798

Angelica H.

"Alexander!" A giggle was heard from the kitchen, "I'm trying to bake!"

More giggles before the response of, "I know, but you just look so beautiful with all that flour on your dress."

A thwack followed by intense laughter and petty insults carried through the house.

It had been a while since her parents had been so... childish. It was almost refreshing, in that embarrassing type of way. Too many long nights could make Papa angry, and ever since Mr Jamison had shown up all those months ago, Mama would get upset more easily. She knew they fought more than they ever had before, but she also knew better than to say anything. But they had been getting better. They hadn't yelled at each other in weeks and today they seemed... happy. Like they used to be. It made a smile subconsciously appear on the girl's face.

A knock at the door drew Angelica from her thoughts. "I'll get it!" She called out, even though it probably wasn't very ladylike. Then again, her mother was currently chasing her father with a mixing spoon.

"Well, hello there little miss." The mailman tipped his hat at her. "I believe I have some mail for you." He said producing a small stack of envelopes.

The girl smiled, accepting the letters with a word of thanks. The man again tipped his hat and was on his way.

Angelica looked through the stack. Her father sure got a lot of letters. Then she froze at the sight of a familiar envelope. She knew this stationary. It was a letter addressed to Momma. It was from Jamison.

"Why did I ever marry you?" Followed a high pitch squeal from a room over.

"Because you love me." returned the silly voice her father only used when he talked about Momma.

Angelica looked at the letter, then walked over to the fire, and dropped it into the burning flame.

And with that, Ezra Jamison was erased from the narrative.

~TH~

And that's all folks!
But as they say, "Part of the journey is the end."

Please let me know what you thought of this story.
I put a lot of a work and research into it.
It's bittersweet to finally have it done...

Thank you to everyone who commented! It made me so happy every time I saw that someone has written a review.

While I might still write for Hamilton a bit, I'm currently diving into the Newsies fandom, so if you're into that, check me out!

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Thank you for this incredible journey!

God bless,
Jamie