I can't wait to finally sleep in my own soft bed with no one to wake me up in the morning!
I didn't know there was a dance tonight. I guess I can take you.
Please take me to the dance in town.
My name is Cruz Delgada.
So, what's your name?
Martin Bernal, a young soldier tired from training and marching in San Antonio, finally has gotten a week of vacation in October, 1940. When night began to fall, a Chevy truck begins to get near Martin.
I don't recognize anybody here, and no one came to greet me.
A young woman with long hair, pale skin, and green eyes, wearing a black dress from the last century, got out of her truck to ask Martin for a ride to the dance. Martin, though hesitant at first, agrees to give the mysterious woman a ride.
Cruz was smiling, but looked at Martin with sad, delicate eyes. Neither person said anything else for the rest of the ride. Martin was completely fascinated with her.
When Martin and Cruz arrived, the dance was already in full swing, and the air itself was vibrating with the laughter of the crowd and the sounds from the loud orchestra. Everyone at the dance looked at the two of them strangely, Martin in uniform and Cruz in an old-fashioned dress.
Martin went to the dance floor without hesitation and asked Cruz to dance with him. Cruz was disconcerted with the flashes of color from the other couples and confused by the rock music, so she began to cry. The other couples began to laugh at her and cover their faces just like Cruz to make fun of her.
The orchestra began to play a waltz from the last century and all of a sudden, Cruz started dancing and laughing. Everyone looked at her with admiration. She seemed to have been transported to another world, and the two of them danced together as the orchestra played waltz after waltz.