"Yes!" He can scarcely believe it himself. "We arrived the same day, actually. All those months ago..." A lot has happened since then, and the smile fades from his face for just a moment. But then he focuses on the warm fingers interlocked with his own, which helps keep him grounded in the present.

"You're gonna love so many things about this place," Manolo told her. "The shops, the foods, the automobiles. Everyday I have been here...I thought of you, Maria."