MARINA
FAJARDO, PUERTO RICO
Later That Afternoon
After the Sundancer docked again several hours later at the El Conquistador Resort and Spa’s private marina where it was originally docked that morning, Layla and Leon disembarked. They thanked the crew for a lovely and memorable trip. Finding their bodies drained from the glowing sun and slightly tipsy, the couple slowly walked from the slip where the boat was docked in the rear of the marina back to the area by the shops nearest to the funicular. A few people were huddled at the cafe eating a late lunch. The roar of the trimaran’s engines could be heard as it approached full of guests returning from Palominos Island.
Walking arm in arm, Layla smiled, holding back a gleefulness that she hadn’t experienced in a while. She looked at Leon
