What are the odds? I mean really! And, yes, this has happened to me many times on my travels. Maybe not to this extent, of course, but, hey! The truth can be stranger than fiction. In THIS story’s case … it’s FICTION!
The magnificently dark-haired, dark-eyed and shapely Mexican beauty framed his hotel doorway.
His lower lip threatened to quiver. “Franchesca!!”
Her broken English wafted from her lips, caressing his ears. “Francisca … Paca. You are … Lee?”
His glasses fogged up. More boring video footage of the ruins tomorrow? Not THIS time. Travel editor be damned!
“Where do you want to eat?”
She bit her lip. “Emmm … no peoples. No peoples.”
Walking along the hotel corridor, a news program in Spanish emanated beyond the doors. “Francisca Vega, star of the telenovela Mujer De Mi Vida, continues to elude her body guards …”