Dismissed For Lacking A Degree, I Let My Life Speak For Itself – The Archivist

own voice thick with emotion. “I’m so happy for you both. When can I meet him?”

A pause. Long enough to be meaningful. “Jessica’s really tired. The delivery was harder than expected. Maybe give us a day or two to settle in?”

“Of course,” I said, swallowing disappointment. “Just let me know when.”

A day or two became Wednesday, then Thursday morning, continue reading …