I flew to LA International Saturday afternoon and took a taxi to Olvera Street. I was pleased; the place exuded the perfect nostalgic ambiance. Colorful piñatas, taco stands, and Mexican shops and restaurants stood on either side of the brick walkways. I contacted Mary, and we met up for dinner. At the end of the meal, reaching behind me, I fished out a large jewelry container and opened it.
"Will you marry me?" I asked her, displaying a beautiful pearl necklace.
