The Wistful Campus

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The letter was heavy in my hand, the paper thick and cream-colored, weighted down by the college seal. I held it against my chest as the rain began to fall, a cold, stinging mist that turned the quad of St. Jude’s into a slick, grey mirror. The stone under my boots was wet and cold, seeping through the soles and up into the bones of my shins. I had waited twenty years for this moment, twenty...

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