Yuna at the Beach (Pages 12-14)

Page 12:
We’re stuck on the side of the road. We wait, wait, and wait. For what? Spare ties to fall out of the sunny blue sky.

Page 13:
Cars zoom by. Abba waves his arms. Umma waves her arms. But no one stops to help. Everyone is racing to the ocean. A black bird lands near me. I give her my corn chips and ask for help. She takes off.

Page 14:
While Umma and Abba try to fly, I do a word search, a crossword puzzle, draw fairies, and do cartwheels, trying not to ask, When will we get there?

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