I had just moved to San Antonio, Texas. I had gotten a job working for the tour bus service that would take tourists on a short tour of the city's historic places and would end up at the Alamo.

　　It was near closing time and I was driving back from my last tour of the day. It was a cool February day, and there wasn't anyone on my bus, I was on my way back from the San Fernando Catholic church. I was about to keep driving by when I saw a man dressed up in an old buckskin jacket and a large worn out hat. I was thinking to myself, that this person must be a re-enactor or something walking around. I stopped and opened the door and asked the man, "Need a ride?" He looked up at me and I finally saw how young he was. He was a teenager if not a teen or he had to be in his early twenties. Without saying anything he just walked on board and sat down in a seat behind me. I made sure that there wasn't any other people needing a ride somewhere and closed the door.

　　"Where you heading?" I asked him he looked up into the mirror at me and replied.

　　"I've got to get to the fort and report to Col. Travis that the Mexicans are here!" I laughed to myself thinking that this man was a serious re-enactor.

　　"I'm guessing you mean the Alamo?" I said back to him. I looked up at him in the mirror and saw that he wasn't smiling nor laughing. I just put my foot on the gas and started to drive away.

　　不久前我搬家去了德克萨斯州的圣安东尼奥，我在那找了份观光旅游车司机的工作，职责是开车载着游客去城里的名胜古迹参观，全程的终点在阿拉莫。

　　那天已经是快下班的时间了，我正跑着最后一趟车，因为那是在二月的一天，很冷，所以车上一个人都没有，我们刚刚离开了圣费尔南多大教堂返回阿拉莫。我正打算一路开下去，这时见到路边有个人穿着件旧鹿皮夹克，头上戴着顶破帽子。我心想，这肯定是个喜剧演员或者类似的什么人。我停下车，开了门问他，“要搭车吗？”他抬头看看我，这时我才发现原来他是个年轻的小伙子，也就是十几岁，或者顶多二十岁出头。他没说话，上了车坐在我后面的一个座位上。我看不会再有别人要搭车了，就关门开走了。

　　“你要去哪？”我问他。

　　他抬起头，从后视镜里看着我，回答道，“我要去堡垒向特拉维斯上校报告，墨西哥人冲过来了。”

　　我暗暗发笑，这还真是个认真的演员。

　　“你是要去阿拉莫吧？”我一边说一边也通过后视镜看看他，不过他可没笑，甚至是一脸的严肃。我把油门一踩到底，车子飞驰下去。