Dante
All through class, I couldn't get the conversation I had with Mateo out of my head. Which was a bummer because the Ethics lecturer was doing some actual lecturing. She was a middle aged woman. Maybe her forties or late thirties and she spoke like ethics was the most interesting subject in the world. In many ways, maybe it was.
The lecture hall was filled with twice as many students as archeology. Either a lot of students really liked Ethics as a subject or they were just here for the hot teacher. I heard a couple guys behind me say something to that effect. I didn't think she looked hot. She was beautiful, charming. But I couldn't see her the way the other guys were. Maybe because she reminded me too much of my own mother.
The topic she was talking on was interesting but I could
