Chapter 4Graham
“They’re red like the buses at home, but they’re still a lot different. Ours have got windows in ‘em for a start.”
While we’d been getting ready that morning, I’d asked Will what was on the agenda for the day. I was interested to know, but I’d really asked because things had got a bit quiet in the room as we both got dressed. I didn’t mind getting changed in front of another bloke. Funny, I wasn’t even bothered that Will was gay. Though maybe it bothered him. So I’d tried to get him talking. Will told me that we’d been booked to have a ride on Key West’s famous trolley buses. I bit back the comment that they couldn’t be that famous cause I’d never heard of them. But the name rang a distant bell somewhere in the back of my mind. When I actually came face to face with one o
