Ezmeralda resented her birthday. It irritated her the same way the hole in her shoe did, reminding her every step that good soles were a luxury she couldn’t afford. Her birthday did the same, reminding her that she should be throwing a party, receiving presents, taking a day off. All the advertisements and shows said so.
The day began flawlessly in Walt Disney, Florida—formerly Bay Lake, Florida. It boasted the clear sky and sunshine that appeared on all the advertisements. Dan Bacall stepped into Epcot the moment it opened. Standing where they could take in the grand view, he lifted his two children into his arms and hugged them. “Smell that?