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

because I showed you that you can do that too. That you should do that.”

He thought about this while stirring the pasta sauce. “Even if it makes people mad?”

“Even then,” I said. “Especially then.”

Six weeks after the party, Marcus called. I almost didn’t answer, but curiosity got the better of me.

“Hey,” he said, and his voice was different somehow. continue reading …