He unzips his bag to look for it.
Soon he is digging in the bag, tossing
things this way and that. At last, he
sees his passport.
“Here it is!” he says, with a sheepish
look.
Martez, Kay, and her mom all smile.
Kay’s dad sometimes has a hard time
keeping track of things.
“Dad,” Kay says, “maybe you should
sit back and let Mom take charge for a
while .”