Burr is no fool--he knows what Laurens' is going to do. Would like nothing better than to open his mouth or his legs, make himself amenable to a mutual relief, yet he has not negotiated such things with Hamilton, so he allows Lauren his respite, curls himself down on his bedroll, Theodosia beside him.
How calm he is now, after having his breasts attended to, massaged by the hot suck of Laurens' mouth. Easy to fall asleep, before Laurens' returns. -- Hamilton is still not back, at the end of the next day. A miserable, dreary day, of drizzling rain, Theo unable to stop screaming for more that a few minutes at a time, until she is hoarse and miserable and Burr is tired and exhausted and irritable.
There is something happening, some communication between Washington and a runner, during one of their stops, but when Burr tries to flag Washington down, limping through mud, the general pretends not to see him, which is frankly ridiculous given that Theo will not stop crying.
It is not until they are setting camp up for the night that Burr is able to slip Laurens, too preoccupied with fussing Theo, and corner Washington. The man is in his tent, and Burr catches him near the door, falls on him clutching his coat so that he cannot walk away, pushing him back inside, (though really Burr is so small Washington must be letting him).
"Where is my husband?" Burr asks, "why hasn't he returned?" And Washington cannot meet his eyes. They don't know. They must not know. Lost, or captured, or dead. And Burr is not prone to dramatics but he feels the world narrow down, far away and hazy. He sways. Washington quickly maneuvers him into a chair, tries to speak to him, but Burr is silent. He has no words.
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How calm he is now, after having his breasts attended to, massaged by the hot suck of Laurens' mouth. Easy to fall asleep, before Laurens' returns.
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Hamilton is still not back, at the end of the next day. A miserable, dreary day, of drizzling rain, Theo unable to stop screaming for more that a few minutes at a time, until she is hoarse and miserable and Burr is tired and exhausted and irritable.
There is something happening, some communication between Washington and a runner, during one of their stops, but when Burr tries to flag Washington down, limping through mud, the general pretends not to see him, which is frankly ridiculous given that Theo will not stop crying.
It is not until they are setting camp up for the night that Burr is able to slip Laurens, too preoccupied with fussing Theo, and corner Washington. The man is in his tent, and Burr catches him near the door, falls on him clutching his coat so that he cannot walk away, pushing him back inside, (though really Burr is so small Washington must be letting him).
"Where is my husband?" Burr asks, "why hasn't he returned?" And Washington cannot meet his eyes. They don't know. They must not know. Lost, or captured, or dead. And Burr is not prone to dramatics but he feels the world narrow down, far away and hazy. He sways. Washington quickly maneuvers him into a chair, tries to speak to him, but Burr is silent. He has no words.