We numbered no more than fifteen participants—including me, the instructor-for the sophomore history seminar, and over the course of the semester, we came to know one another rather well. Almost too well. Our distinct personalities all gradually emerged, yet one stood out. I’ll call him Matthew. Matthew was a brilliant student. He immersed himself in his academic discipline (...)
The Last Word
A Show of Hands
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