Chapter Two
The El Toreo
San Luis Rio Colorado was a Mexican border town south of Yuma, Arizona. The famed bullring there, constructed with concrete and seating 5000, had seen better days. In fact, the historic structure was slated for demolition. Out with the old and in with the new, as the grounds the stadium stood on would be used to house a church of all things, with evangelicals buying the property, and a new ring being built by a different party on the outskirts of the city, heading toward El Golfo.
The old caretaker recognized the women approaching him right away. She had aged well and was no longer young, but not as old as him or the bullring.
“So, it is true?” she asked from the distance. “They’re tearing down the El Toreo?”
The old man nodded, partially in greeting and parti
