Chapter 2 The Chase

Chapter 2
The Chase


The next morning Richard got in his wagon getting ready to go.
"Don't forget to write to me every day Richard," Rachel said.
" I won't," Richard said.
"You promise?"
"I promise." Richard was wearing his nice blue overalls with a green, plaid, long sleeve shirt. As he started to leave in his wagon, Rachel stopped him.
"You better promise me, right now, right here, that you will never wear those nice clothes that you're wearing right now while you're building the canal.
"You've got my word." Finally, Richard left their apartment and Rachel became a small little dot.
Five hours later Richard stopped for a lunch break. His wagon went three miles per hour and he planned to travel eighteen hours a day. It should take 41 days of traveling. "Thirteen more hours of traveling for today ," Richard thought to himself. When he finished one of the sandwiches Rachel packed for him, he went back on the road.
As Richard was driving a guy in a car pulled up next to him.
"Hey Mr." the guy yelled. "This is 1904!"
"I beg your pardon," Richard replied.
"Cars were invented nineteen years ago!" The man in the car turned to his right side and leaned down as if he were picking something up. When he got back to sitting upward, he had a shot gun in his hand. Richard quickly drove away from the car. The man shot and hit the bag of sandwiches Rachel made. They fell on the ground behind the wagon and the car ran them over.
"What did I ever do to you!" Richard shouted.
"No! It's what you didn't do!" the man shouted back.
"What in the world are you talking about?!"
"You didn't upgrade!" Richard didn't reply this time because now he was completely confused.
"You have a wagon!" the man shouted. "Everyone else has a car! The man drove up right next to Richard. He had the sights aimed right on him. Right before the man could pull the trigger, Richard jumped out of the wagon and on to the hard dirt road. A second after that, Richard heard the gun shot. The bullet hit the front wheel of the wagon and the wagon flipped, crashed, and everything was destroyed. Richard stood to his feet and stumbled on every step he made. When he reached the wagon all his stuff was destroyed. He tripped over one of the wheels, hit his face, and saw only blackness.
Richard woke after many days and saw a man hovering over him with a taco. The man had a mustache with a cowboy hat. His skin color was in between white and black.
"Ole' senor," The man said with an accent. "Taco?" Without answering, Richard snatched the taco and gobbled it down.
"Where am I?" Richard asked.
"You are in Mexico, my home."
"How did I get all the way to Mexico?" Richard asked.
"Well," Aladino said. "I was in Pennsylvania visiting relatives, and when I started on my way back home, I saw you lying on the side of the road. So I brought you to Mexico to help you out."
"Well, thank-you, luckily this is where I was heading. I'm heading to Panama."
"Let me guess," the man said. "You are helping with the canal?" Richard nodded his head.
"Hey do you have a name?" Richard asked.
"Si, my name is Aladino. What's yours?"
"Richard."
Aladino started to laugh his head off.
"I don't see what's so funny," Richard said.
"That's what your mother named you! Richard! Out of all the names in the world that's your name! Let's name our son Aladino, no let's name him Richard," Aladino said sarcastically. He started to laugh some more. Richard cracked a smile too. He couldn't help laughing even though his name didn't sound funny.