“Abuelo, I am going to do the right thing.” On that note, Jorge left for 423 Palomalo Drive.

            Once the bus got to the closest stop to Josh’s home, Jorge got off and walked. He climbed up the stairs leading to the entrance, then knocked three times, and politely stepped back. The door opened rather quickly.

            “Hello? Who are you? Why are you here?” Josh Messersmith anxiously rolled out the questions.

            “Hello, sir. I found your Telecaster after the concert today.” Surprised at Josh’s rudeness, Jorge replied with an uneasiness.

            “Why the hell do you have it? Kid, just give it to me.” Josh grabbed the case, and opened it to make sure it was his red Telecaster.

            “Mr. Messersmith, I just want to say it’s such a pleasure to meet you in person. I love the music that you and your band play and make. Your concert today captivated me.” Jorge gushed out all the praise that he could find.

            “Yo kid, thanks again for giving me the guitar. But can you please just get the hell out of here? I am really busy right now.” With those words, Josh slammed the door rudely in Jorge’s face.

            “Yes, sir.” Jorge muttered those words, even after Josh had closed the door on him. He slowly walked back to the bus stop, letting the noise and serenity of the city lose him in his thoughts.

            Jorge got back on the 698 and sat down. The Josh he met was completely different than the Josh he thought he’d meet. Josh had grown into a spoiled, rich man because of his stardom. He had everything he wanted in life. Anything he wanted, he got. In turn, he provided the world with music.

            If I grow up to become a musician, Jorge thought, I would never be like Josh. I would stay faithful to my family. I will help my family because they helped me grow into who I am. All the money in the world couldn’t buy me my family. All the money in the world couldn’t buy me the values that I live by. All the money in the world may buy me a red Telecaster, but it couldn’t buy me happiness. What I did today was right, and even if only I know it, I’ll still have a special happiness in my soul. I don’t care if Josh realizes that, I only care that I have realized that.

            He stepped off the bus, and let the noise and serenity of the city envelop him in his thoughts once again.