Chapter 13: For Your AmusementTheir afternoon was a sleeveless-shirt weather day, splendid for a family vacation and still too early for rowdy Spring Breakers to invade the park.
Eavesdropping on the parental disbelief at gift store pricing and given the steep admission, the sidewalks should be littered with free souvenirs, Pete thought, waiting on a nearby bench as his sister again queued alone. The only thing he’d ever been willing to sweat in a line for was bagged ice, post-Hurricane Irma. He’d only been to Gay Days at Disney once and that had been a fog, with most of it spent at a gang-bang at Parliament House.
Pete watched fathers with their son’s progress through the Harry Potter and the Escape from Gringotts turnstile. He could detect joy as immediately as he could spot obligation
