Dangerous Compassions

Jamaican punch

“Jamaican punch?” I asked.  We were driving home from the snow cone shop.  I had my usual banana snowcone with vanilla ice cream inside.  “Jamaicans I’ve known are usually too high to punch you.” “What about Jamaican rum punch?” he asked. “Well, rum punch.  That’s an entirely different matter,” I said. I don’t drink, smoke… Read More »