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“We’re Hamiltons.” James says when Alexander informs him of this. “Or, more accurately, both of us have the blood of Rachel Faucette. We will manage.”
Alexander pulls his brother closer and ruffles his hair. “You’re right, Jamie. There’s so much the two of us are gonna do,” he begins.
“They’ll just have to wait,” James finishes, a wide smile on his face.
- Part 26 of WIPs I *should* finish before I start new works
- Part 1 of another immigrant coming up from the bottom