The next day, Tovar’s tent was gone. The life-size poster board was gone, and Penny felt the bright secret hope that she’d get to meet him, to finally meet her father, depart.
Had something happened to him?
She gave no sign of her disappointment, and after a short search of the park grounds affirmed he had not simply moved his tent, they went to the House of Mirrors, which was now open.
The line was longer than those for the other rides, and hearing the conversation between Rooster, who thankfully had not noticed them standing only a few feet behind him, and one of his friends, they had a good idea why.
“I don’t know how they do it. Probably lasers or something.”
“That’s not lasers,” his friend said, his tone confident and knowing. “It’s holograms.”
“My brother screamed like a girl w
