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

my parents’ distress.

But Melissa did. Two days after the party, my phone rang with her number.

“Hi,” she said when I answered, her voice tentative. “I hope it’s okay that I’m calling. I got your number from your mom.”

“It’s fine,” I said, curious.

“I wanted to apologize,” she said, and I was so surprised I almost laughed.

“You? What on earth for?”

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