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Muse by Brittany Cavallaro – He had heard the gossipy tidbits for quite a long time before the letter arrived at Mount Vernon, yet when it, at last, showed up, he got himself ill-equipped to reply. The envelope sat around his work area where he’d left it, inclining toward a fat light. It was before sunrise, maybe four or five AM, and he’d spent an uncomfortable evening thinking about the ramifications. He was so only from time to time home in Virginia, and from the start he permitted himself to feel that was the explanation behind his eagerness. At the official house in Philadelphia, he was frequently woken up by little sputterings of commotion: a carriage shaking down the block street, a tomcat wailing at the night sky. At Mount Vernon, everything hushed up, similar to a weighty cover over the mouth.