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

well, Emily. Buy the art supplies you always wanted. Travel to those places we used to dream about. Make the life you deserve.

And if you can, remember me kindly. Not as the man who let you down, but as the boy who loved you when love was simple and real.

Always, Jonathan”

I read it through once, then again, barely breathing. The papers beneath the letter continue reading …