The envelope was large, thick and white, with one corner taken up with the Jeffersonian's logo. Zack felt remarkably calm as he studied it. He knew from those of his classmates who had also applied that the rejection letters were much smaller. Not that stopped a slight feeling of trepidation as he opened the envelope and began to read.

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( This is what it sounds like when squints-to-be whine... )