Jane from the USA

A young lady named Jane came over from the US to do some work here for a while. I was asked to pick her up at the airport, but I had never met her and nobody told me what she looked like. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to identify her but I shouldn't have worried. Spanish women have a lovely, self-assured arrogance that I much admired but never saw in an American woman. And they had a pretty habit of running their fingers through their hair to push back, then letting it slide back into place; I had seen little pre-teen girls practice this gesture here. It turns out that I had been in Spain long enough to instantly recognized an American when she off the plane.