“It sounds like our bathroom fan at home,” Leo said, his voice calm.
DeMarcus led them not to the crowded main wave pool, but to a curved, shaded corner tucked behind the giant inflatable alligator. A curtain of cool water fell softly into a shallow alcove. The noise of the park faded to a muffled hum. Leo dipped his toes in, then his whole body. For the first time, he smiled. waterpark in alabama
DeMarcus winked. “Maps show where things are. Kindness shows you how to use them.” “It sounds like our bathroom fan at home,”
“It’s… smaller than the map,” he whispered. His fingers started fluttering near his ears—his telltale sign of rising anxiety. The shrieks from the big slides echoed off the concrete, a cacophony that was starting to overwhelm him. The noise of the park faded to a muffled hum