2 May 2013
Meyer Wolfsheim here. I report now
from inside a classroom, and one of English at that. Just my luck! But where
business takes me, I follow. I must admit, I felt utterly swindled when Gatsby’s
reported to me this morning that I would travel so far into the future to reach
our current client. But why would I protest the big man himself? I crawled
through his little bookshelf and emerged from a closet in a classroom. The date
on the board read 2 May 2013. Quite the jump! A quote
underneath read “So we beat on,
boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past” –F. Scott Fitzgerald.
Huh. The name rang a bell. Anyway, class began shortly after I arrived. First a
woman with short hair and a coy smile on her face walked in to the classroom
and sat behind the largest desk in front of the room. She nodded to me, but she
did not say a word. I realize that this woman is the reason I came here. After
the woman arrived, adolescents filled the room and muttered mysteriously to one
another. They did not notice me, but I felt no surprise towards this—only my
business partners can see me through the faded wrinkles in the cloth of time. Since
I cannot carry out my business while the adolescents discuss a naked blue man
standing on a red planet, I retrieved my journal and began to collect my
necessary notes. Suddenly, a noise pierces the air. My arms whip to my head to cover my ears, but the noise has already ended. The students collect their belongings and leave the classroom one-by-one. Once they all leave, I turn to the women.
“I understand you are looking for a business gonnegtion.”
She nods and plainly states “I think we can come to a healthy agreement.”
