Never. I couldn’t believe it. At first she had said she wouldn’t go because of all this drama with Gina. But she finally said okay. We walked through the gates of the Magic Kingdom and her eyes were all wide like she was a little girl. I felt like I was opening up the world for her. I felt like a man. I took her hand and held it like she was mine. Emako had taken the braids out of her hair, cut it real short, and dyed it blond. She looked good. “The first thing I gotta do is buy Marcel and Latrice those Mickey Mouse hats with their names embroidered on ’em. I promised,” she said. “Wait till we get ready to leave, cuz that way you won’t have to carry ’em around with you all day. That’s one of the big mistakes people make when they come to Disneyland, and then when they go on Space Mountain and all the good rides, they gotta worry ’bout holdin’ on to a bag, worryin’ ’bout stuff fallin’ out,” I said as we walked toward Fantasyland. “Okay, but don’t let me forget.”
