This story takes place in Mexico, in winter, on a Sunday. There is a Jazz band – look at all those instruments – brass! They are celebrating New Years.
The lady in the picture is called Sally. She’s 35-40. She was born in St. Thomas. She is called Jazz. She looks pretty Jazzy!
Someone has invited her, she has come out of the crowed and met a man. He looked at her, and she looked at him…and he gave her a kiss on the cheek! She doesn’t know his name yet. She’s not thinking of names – she’s thinking of the kiss on the cheek! She doesn’t pay any attention to the crowd. She was a little lonesome. Now she’s met somebody she can talk to about different things. She’s jumping out and saying “I’ve finally me somebody who understands me!”
She is also a little upset because she can’t go to work. She is a Social Worker. If she’s late she’ll be fired and have no money for the kids. She has 2 or maybe 4-5 kids at home. Currently the kids are being looked after by her mother. It’s a noisy house. The lady in the picture is a Catholic. The man in the crowd is also Catholic. He likes children (certainly!). He’s in the family! The man is there to help; they have a little chit chat. They both start dancing. He’s going to get to know the children. Will it work out? It depends…This is a Catholic story. There needs to be a Priest! To marry them! There will be a big celebration! A Mexican Brass band will play. This is a romance!