"Anyone teach Ramos?" Mr. Brebnor asked the carpool one afternoon.
"Which Ramos?" said Meier, "I"ve got a female Ramos… Felicia Ramos?"
"Listen to this," Lightbody interrupted, "On my period 3 class list I've got a Smalls and a
Large…can you believe that?…Smalls and Large…though the kid keeps telling me it's
pronounced Lar-jaaay."
"No, this is Miguel Ramos I'm talking about," Brebnor said, ignoring Lightbody.
"Miguel Ramos? I've got that sonofabitch," Lightbody continued. "Does he do any work
for you?"
"Nothing…absolutely nothing…strolls in late every afternoon…his pants sagging…"
"He's the kid with the girlfriend who's got his name tattooed on her left breast,"
Lightbody said.
"How the hell do you know that?"
"It's there, I saw it. One day, must have been the day after she got it done, she was
walking around exposing herself to the entire class… showing everybody his name…
Miguel…left breast, centimeters away from the areola."
"Listen to this guy! Sneaking a peak at student areolas."
"You'd better be careful," Ghansam wagged his finger. "One of these days someone
will accuse you of statutory rape or something."
Meier stared straight ahead, not sure if Lightbody was making the whole thing up;
and Brebnor, fearing there would be no appetite left for his story, said: "Well, that
sonofabitch Ramos has been interfering with my car." That got everyone's attention.
(from "Ah Mikhail, O Fidel!", a novel by N.D.Williams, 2001)
FARJOURNEY CARIBBEAN 