A Long Road to Fortune/Issue 10

This is the fourth issue in Volume 2 of A Long Road to Fortune.

20 years ago...
Mr. Chet was driving furiously along La Reforma. The 20 year-old man was just about to miss the birth of his first-born child. He was wearing a John Lennon t-shirt with the words "Imagine" written on it. The traffic made the street look like a vast ocean filled with cars. Mr. Chet was tapping his foot anxiously. He needed to get to the hospital as soon as possible. "Screw this. I'll park by the alley next to the pharmacy," Mr. Chet said, clearly frustrated. After parking his car, Mr. Chet made a run for the hospital right along the sidewalk. The cars were all honking their horns at each other and all sorts of colorful insults flew around the atmosphere. The hospital was a block forward with a turn to the main avenue. Upon reaching the blue, small hospital, Mr. Chet ran straight to the room his wife was in. Before he enter the room, the doctor emerged from the door. "Mr. Murrieta? You arrived. I have some news for you, good and bad," the doctor said. "I missed the birth, didn't I?" Mr. Chet asked. The doctor nodded in response. "Well then, I take it the good news is theere were no complications,". The doctor nodded in agreement once again. "Your wife gave birth to healthy, little girl," the doctor said. Mr. Chet entered the room and saw his wife. She was sleeping in her bed and a nurse was holding the baby. "May I?" Mr. Chet asked the nurse. '"Of course Mr. Murrieta, there's no need for you to ask!" the nurse replied. The nurse gently passed the baby girl over to her father. Mr. Chet had his daughter wrapped in a blanket right on his arms. "You're the cutest little thing I've have ever seen," Mr. Chet said to his daughter. His daughter had her eyes wide open and had brown hair, like her father. "Have you and your wife thought of a name yet?" the nurse asked. "Not yet. We were expecting a boy. We had the name Rocky ready for him," Mr. Chet responded. "Really? So what'd you think of having a daughter instead?" the nurse asked. "I think I'm going to like having a daughter instead much better. We'll need to dicuss the name when her mother gets up. But I really like the name Anna."

Issue 10
To be written.