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The candlelight was waning, but I took no notice. I couldn't, even as the wax dripped down the holder and threatened to hit my paper--I had to finish this letter; I could not leave it for the morning. With my back hunched over my desk, my fingers cramping after writing for so long, I was beginning to feel like myself again. I didn't want the moment to leave.

"Mr. Thomas?" Elizabeth's entrance had been so subtle I had not heard it; I jumped. "Mr. Thomas, you should be getting to bed soon. It's awful late." I heard her place a dish at my elbow, and I glanced over at it. A half-empty cup of broth.

Elizabeth remained at my side, but I turned her away with a flick of my wrist. She curtsied and left just as silent as she'd come. The door shut, I was alone again.

I sighed and pushed my broth away; when I returned to my quill, my hand was trembling. Your letter found me a little emerging from the stupor of mine which had rendered me as dead to the world as she whose loss occasioned it--

I could not continue; I was too overcome, my heart too full. I threw the quill away and groaned. Would it always be so hard to think of her? So very painful? I rubbed my face with the heels of my hands, pushing the tears back into my eyes.

"Oh, Thomas," she whispered, and I felt those familiar small hands travel up my back. They rested, so very warm, on my shoulders, and I felt her soft lips in my hair. "Come to bed. It is so very late."

I sighed and put a hand over hers. Although it was not there, I didn't let my momentary flash of sanity break my illusion. I couldn't.

"All right, my dear," I answered in a whisper. I stood, and I felt her take my hand to lead me to the bed. Her skin was so soft and warm, even after death. Even when she was only confined inside my mind.

"You can complete the letter tomorrow," she continued. "Now you must rest."

I threw back the covers and crawled myself into my cold, lonely bed. Her hand still held mine as I fell asleep.
I've had this sitting on my computer for a long time. It's just a short little fic about Jefferson missing his wife. And going a little bit crazy. :D Lol. I've been staring at it for a while but I just can't think of any other way to edit it to make it longer (or better) so I'm just posting it how it is.

The letter that I quote in this fic is an actual quote, sent to Francois Jean, Chevalier de Chastellux, dated November 26, 1782. I'm not certain, but I THINK this letter--Jefferson's response--was the first letter he wrote after his wife's death, and he didn't write another for almost a year. (And the actual quote is "It found me a little emerging," not "your letter." I just used that to clarify.)
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HeartStarOfMistClan Featured By Owner Mar 20, 2012
This is too saaaaaaaaad.
Cherrymist Featured By Owner Feb 25, 2011
i loved it :) i read all your stories on jefferson and martha, they're all really good! if you get any more ideas about them, you MUST put it up.
Gonewiththevampire Featured By Owner Feb 25, 2011  Student Writer
Ahh, thank you! :D
04belgarion2k7 Featured By Owner Jan 26, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
Love it - it's so beautifully written!
Gonewiththevampire Featured By Owner Feb 25, 2011  Student Writer
TimelordWitch10 Featured By Owner Oct 16, 2010
That's brilliant. Everyone seems to forget Martha, even though she was such an important part of Thomas Jefferson's life
Gonewiththevampire Featured By Owner Oct 19, 2010  Student Writer
Thanks so much! And isn't it ridiculous? I think Martha Jefferson had a tremendous influence on her husband and why he did some of the things he did. It's so sad that she's just brushed aside like nothing.
TimelordWitch10 Featured By Owner Oct 19, 2010
I blame Sally... Grrrrrr
Gonewiththevampire Featured By Owner Oct 20, 2010  Student Writer
sunni-sideup Featured By Owner Apr 3, 2010  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Broth. *giggles* I love that word. It's so weird.

This is lovely. His grief is evident in every line, every gesture he makes. The ending is so very beautiful. :love:
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