Chapter Seven
Liz and I sat at the desks in our room, doing homework. It was almost 10 p.m.
“What is meaning of ‘gluteus?’” I asked.
Without looking up from her Latin book, Liz said, “A large muscle in the buttocks.” When she didn’t hear a reply from me, she glanced up, seeing a raised eyebrow. “Either of the two fleshy mounds above the legs and below the hollow of the back.”
“Ah, I see that now,” I said. “Thank you.” A minute later, “What is this ‘biceps’?”
Liz groaned, then pointed to her upper arm. “This one.”
“Oh, yes. Good.”
Almost two minutes passed.
“How is this…”
Liz slammed her book shut. “Raji! You’re driving me nuts. Every time I read two lines, you interrupt me with your stupid questions. Then I have to back up and start all over.”
“I sorry, Liz, but–”
“I can’t study
