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

my knowledge or consent. She did this deliberately, probably while she was being sweet and welcoming on the phone, convincing me to drive to Denver so my information would be local and accessible. Then you both kept me away from the hospital and your home, probably to avoid any awkward conversations about finances until the bill came due.”

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