It was a dark and stormy night. I’d taken a creative writing class.
That’s when she walked into my life. Beautiful. Zesty. Deadly.
Her name was, El Rayo Taqueria.
I hung up my coat and ordered a stiff drink. Made of bee pollen, agave nectar, citrus juice, el Jimador Silver Tequila & Triple Sec, the Anti Venom promised to take the edge of a particularly stressful workweek. I sat down to take in the scene. The tables covered in plastic mariachi print were clean… maybe too clean. The chips were still warm and the guacamole decadent. The waitress came at me with a smile that could melt the ice in my heart.
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