young pinesâwhere he stretched out on the grass and shut his eyes.
âSir? Sir , are you awake?â
Two security guards stood over Lou. They were wearing short-sleeved uniforms with white Panama hats, and red ties patterned with tiny Mickey Mouse heads. Both of them were young and fit. The one who addressed Lou had a moustache. He looked a bit like Lee Van Cleef.
âSir, is your name Mr. Schultz?â
âYes, thatâs me. Lou Schultz,â he said, sitting up. âHow did you know my name?â
âWe have your children, sir. Theyâre waiting at the security office.â
The guards escorted Lou back to Main Street, to a storefront between a candy shop and a photography studio. âTown Sheriffâ was painted in ornate gold letters on the front window. Jonathan and Kitty were inside, sitting close together on a wooden bench.
The guard with the moustache kneeled down in front of them. âIs this man your father?â he asked.
â Yes ,â Jonathan said impatiently. âDad, tell him we donât need a babysitter.â
âWhat are you doing here?â Lou asked. âI thought you were going to Frontiertown.â
âFrontierland,â Jonathan said.
âSir, we found your children in the park unattended.â
âAh! Thereâs been a misunderstanding,â Lou said. âThey were not unattended. You see, they came here with me. But I thank you for your concern.â
âI realize that, sir, but they were unattended when we found them.â
âYes, but we had plans to meet for lunch.â He looked at his watch and saw that it wasnât even noon yet. âI suppose we might as well eat now.â
âMr. Schultz, your children were found taking coins out of the Cinderella Fountain.â
Lou saw that their pants were soaked up to their knees. He furrowed his brow. âIs this true, children, what the officer is saying?â he asked, making his voice deep with concern.
âKitty lost the tickets,â Jonathan said. âShe got to go on the Dumbo ride, and then we were supposed to go on 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea, but she lost all the tickets. The whole book. We were going to buy another ticket book.â
âMy pocket came unzipped,â Kitty protested.
To Louâs relief, Kitty and Jonathanâs outrage at getting picked up by security seemed to have preempted any complaints they might have had about spending under two hours at Disney World.
âWell kids,â he said as the ferry nosed out into the lagoon, âwhat did you think of the Magic Kingdom?â
âSo-called Magic Kingdom,â Jonathan said.
âThey acted like we were babies ,â Kitty said.
âDid they get all the coins off you?â
âYeah, and fifty cents of it was mine,â Jonathan said. âI found it in the back seat.â
âTell you what. Letâs go to the beach and have a picnic lunch.â
Resort hotels in various stages of completion lined the highway along the ocean. Lou stopped at a market a few miles north of Palm Coast and bought a loaf of bread and a jar of pickles and two cans of sardines. He asked the clerk where they could go swimming.
âMost of the beaches around here are private, but if you want to leave your car here, yâall can walk up the road a bit to the town boat launch,â he said.
âSay, is there a payphone around here?â
âOut front, left of the door.â
Lou got two dollars in change from the clerk and stuffed a dollar in a jar on the counter that had a picture of a kid in a leg brace taped to it.
âMuch obliged,â he said. âCâmon, kids,â he called to Kitty and Jonathan, who were browsing a rack of comic books. âWho wants to talk to Mommy?â
âI do,â yelled Kitty, but Jonathan was impatient to get to the water.
âThe boat launch should be just up that way.â Lou pointed north. âGo