Chapter 11 Breaking my vows
Breaking My Vows
Have you ever had a mystical experience?”
I was surprised at this unexpected question.
“I have them all the time, why do you ask?”
“About a half an hour ago I watched you from a distance as you were swinging your hips to the drums of Sheila E and I thought to myself, I’m gonna dance with you tonight, and now, out of all these thousands of women you asked me to dance.”
Alice had black, curly hair, round features, big black eyes with a look of mischief and killer curves – a refreshing sight after being surrounded by skinny ballerinas every day. There were several big-name Latin bands opening for the great performers Celia Cruz and Tito Puente at the Cow Palace in South San Francisco. The salsa concert of the year was attended by five thousand salseros…