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okay.”
    Marco asked, “How do you know?”
    But Sarah didn’t know. She didn’t know anything. She was simply trying to be nice because it felt like the right thing to do.
    Nacho pulled out his notebook. “What if she gets dehydrated?” He read a little bit, then lifted his head. In a tone drenched with authority, he barked, “We need coconuts.”
    Sarah pointed at the small pile of brown ones that remained. “There’s some.”
    Nacho shook his head. “We need the raw ones, the drinking nuts. They’re big and green. They have juice in them that will be really good for Mom.” He replaced the notebook in his backpack.
    Yvonna came out of the trees, her hair disheveled. Her steps were uneven, and Marco jumped up and ran over to her. “Mom?” He put his arm around her and she leaned on him.
    He called out, “Somebody get the pillows and blanket.”
    â€œI will!” said Cash. She ran over to the tree where Yvonna had been resting.
    Sarah went to help Marco with Yvonna. Together, they got her over to the camp and waited for Cash to spread the blanket before lowering Yvonna down.
    She immediately fell back on the pillows, a hand over her eyes.
    Sarah said, “You should drink some water.”
    Yvonna shook her head. “I can’t. I will in a minute.”
    Sarah glanced at Marco. His mouth was a thin line, and his eyes were narrowed. She whispered, “She’s got to drink something.”
    Marco said, “Maybe Nacho is right. We should find some of those drinking coconuts.” He glanced around. “Where is he?”
    Sarah turned. Nacho was nowhere. She asked Cash, “Where’d Nacho go?”
    Cash shrugged. “I don’t know. I was getting the pillows and stuff.”
    Marco put both hands on top of his head. “He probably went to find the coconuts himself.” He sighed.
    Sarah said, “I should go get my dad.”
    Marco nodded. “And I need to find Nacho.” He looked at Sarah and pointed toward the beach. “We should go after them.”
    Cash’s eyes widened and she shook her head so hard that her braids flew up. “No way. I’m not going that way.”
    Sarah said, “You can stay here.”
    â€œYeah,” said Marco. “Will you watch my mom?”
    Cash nodded. “Of course.” She glanced down at Yvonna. “Although I don’t know how much I can do for her.”
    Sarah said, “We shouldn’t be gone long.” She hoped, anyway. “But just in case, I’ll get some supplies.” She went over to the monkey pod trees and found a small blue canvas bag with a long white strap. She packed it with some fruit, a few bottles of water, and a flashlight. A paring knife fell off a pile of towels, and she tossed that in there too.
    Marco came over and dug in his suitcase. He held up a pair of sneakers. “We’d better wear something other than flip-flops.”
    â€œOkay.” Sarah’s heart pounded at the idea of going off on their own, but she had to find her dad. Nothing would stop her from at least trying. She dug out her sneakers and put those on, then went back over to the group. She quickly put two braids in her hair. Then she stood up and asked Marco, “You ready?”
    Marco nodded and sank to his knees beside his mom. “We’ll be back as soon as we can. With John. And some coconut juice for you.” He gave her a quick hug, then told Sarah, “Let’s go.”

 
    10
    As they walked along the beach, Marco hoped he wasn’t making a mistake by leaving his mom alone. Technically, she wasn’t alone—she had Cash—but Marco still worried about her.
    Sarah said, “She’ll be okay.”
    Marco glanced at her and nodded. “I know.” He lifted and lowered his shoulder. “I still worry.”
    Sarah added, “And we’ll find Nacho. He can’t be far.”
    Marco