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

expensive and floral—filled the space between us. She looked me up and down with an expression I couldn’t quite read, then smiled.

It was a bright smile, almost cheerful, completely incongruous with the occasion. A few people nearby turned to look.

“You must be Emily,” she said, her voice carrying just enough to be heard by those around us. “Jonathan’s continue reading …