The Shoes Part III

Samantha looked out the window onto the outdoor patio.  Umbrellas of pink, purple, yellow, orange, red, blue and green adorned the tables.  She wanted to be outside but the sky had clouded over and she was afraid it would rain.

Leaving the restaurant she headed North on Santa Fe.  The art galleries were full of acrylics, oil, and photographs.  Frida and Diego were a common theme.  She crossed the street and headed south, past the museo de las Americas and more galleries until she reached 7th and Santa Fe.  There she stopped and sat on a bench to enjoy the night air.

Across the street was a biblioteca.  Red, white and blue cars traveled up and down the street. Samantha took a sip of her ginger kambucha and gazed across the street.  Walking with some friends was a man she didn't recognize, but for some reason was drawn to him.  He was tall, of medium build with short blond hair.  Intrigued she decided to follow him.