I was thinking about the last meeting with Jorgito, since I did not have enough courage to tell him the reason why I want to go back to Vancouver. I did not want to hurt his feelings. However, I have pondered over it again and come to the conclusion: even if I make him disappointed, I should tell him the truth, since he is my best friend, and he will eventually understand it. When I go back to Mexico City, I will tell Jorgito that I want to go back to Vancouver, because I love everything there, including its landscape, and above all, I love speaking English. Moreover, I will tell Jorgito and Gerardo about my discovery: Americans are so generous and are friendly people.
After I enjoyed wandering the streets of Hollywood, joining the Hollywood land tour, and floating the downstream of Hollywood night life, I finally decided to go back to the hotel. While I was riding a subway, suddenly, I felt famished, and without knowing where I was, I just got off it. It was the Vermont/Beverly Station. After eating dinner, I came back to the station again to take a subway. There was a young man, who looked like a teenager standing at the entrance of the subway station as large as life. He obstinately blocked my way as a mule and accosted me for my help. He said with a frantic expression on his face, “Mister, could you do me a huge favor? Please, I really need your help.”
I was a bit hesitant, but his desperate face won my heart. And I uttered, “Depend on what kind of favor you are asking me for, young man.”
“It’s very simple, sir. I just want you to give this subway ticket to the girl, who is sitting on the bench down the stairs, waiting for a subway. I am very shy. Please do it for me, sir.”
I looked at the ticket on which was written his name and mobile phone number. And I replied affably, “That’s it, young man? You just want me to give it to her down there?”
“Yes, sir. I’m very shy, but I like her so much. Could you do it for me, sir?”
“You are making your wish precisely to the right person. Today is the lucky day for you, young man. Your wish is just granted!” I bellowed high and mighty and bolted to the down stairs.
She was a brunette, had a pretty face, and looked like a teenager, too. I said to her, “Excuse me, miss, for interrupting you from reading a book, but I got message for you from the above. I mean from up the stairs. You don’t know me, and I don’t know you either, but I have precious message for you.”
She smiled and asked me, “What kind of message do you have for me?”
“Let me explain my errand correctly. I don’t know him, but I suspect you know him. He is a white boy, wearing a baseball cap –”
“I know him!” she chimed in.
“Hm… you know him… I see…. Anyway, this fellow approached me to ask his favor. He wants me to deliver this subway ticket to you,” I gave it to her.
She was little embarrassed, but a happy smile was appearing on her face gradually. And she said, “Thanks. I know why he gives me this. I know he always follows me, but never talks to me. Anyway, thank you very much.”
“I have accomplished my errand, so now it is time for me to vanish.”
She was laughing and asked, “You are a very amusing person. What are you doing here? Are you living here?”
“No, I’m not living here, miss. I am a total stranger to this city. I’ve been living in Mexico.”
“Ha-ha-ha. What are you doing there?”
“I am sorry, I want to go back to up the stairs to assure him that my errand succeeded. So, I hope you’ll call him and give him a chance. Remember he is very shy.” With that, I was gliding up the stairs without waiting for her reply.
When I appeared up the stairs as majestic as Angel Gabriel, the floor was deserted. He was gone already. I knew that he was shy, but why didn’t he wait for me to thank me? I hoped that he saw from the right angle how I heroically performed my errand. I said aloud, “You’re very welcome!” to the empty floor. “Tonight he will have a sweat dream,” I thought to myself. “God purposely erased the pin number from my mind with his mighty finger, so that I could come to Los Angeles at the right moment to perform my duty as a messenger, perhaps?” With this happy idea, I went back to the hotel in euphoric state.