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Submitted to Contest #321
The Footnote I. The Professor, the Student, and the Dead Woman By the time the college porter found me sleeping in my office, the bust of one of my predecessors was wearing my scarf and my notes were scattered on the floor. It was November the way only an old university knows Winter—rain in the walls, rain in the lungs, rain lodged in the divots of the soul. “I’ll bring you up some tea,” the porter said, because this was Olmsley University and Jenkins was a fixture who had known me for my entire tenure. “You look done in, Professor.” “I’m pe...
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