The envelope arrives on a Thursday in March.It's from the University of Michigan. It's thick, which is the universal sign of acceptance. Alexander comes home from school and he sets it on the kitchen counter and he just stares at it for a long time before he opens it.I watch him from across the kitchen where I'm making tea.He's nervous. After years of knowing exactly what he wanted to do with his life, he's suddenly facing the reality that it might actually happen. He might actually get to study psychology. He might actually get to become the healer he set out to become years ago when he decided that understanding trauma and recovery was his calling.He opens the envelope slowly.He reads the letter silently. His expression doesn't change. His hands don't shake. He just reads the words that say he's been accepted to the program. That he's been accepted to study psychology with a focus on trauma and recovery. That the university wants him.When he finishes reading, he sets the lette
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