Present Day
Present DayThe blue and purplish cobblestones that laced the long, hilly street called Calle del Cristo by the original Spanish inhabitants glistened brightly as Layla gently strolled along the road. She was arm in arm with her new man, Daniel. Daniel was a burly, bronzed Hispanic male whose light brown eyes occasionally gazed deeply towards her as they walked. They had only been walking the streets of Old San Juan that afternoon for a few minutes when Layla heard the bustling noise of locals eagerly setting up tents for an event.
Calle del Cristo"Look. It must be starting soon," Layla said as she smiled and gently squeezed Daniel"s arm. He was not startled but sensed her excitement.
"Yes, dear. Looks like they"ll be ready in a few hours."
Daniel pointed to the red and blue
