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

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I didn’t stay to see what happened next. I’d said what I needed to say—or rather, I’d done what I needed to do. The rest wasn’t my responsibility.

Daniel and I pushed through the heavy ballroom doors and out into the hotel corridor. The sounds of the party—muted now, uncertain—faded behind us. My heels clicked against marble floors as we made continue reading …