I hugged the otter tighter. "Maybe."
"Just for safe keeping," she said.
"IS THAT A FIFTY-DOLLAR SUNSCREEN MURAL?!" she shrieked. Beach Mama and My Nuki Nuki Summer Vacation - M...
That evening, Mom sat down next to me on the sand. She didn't blow her whistle. She didn't check the schedule. She just looked at the waves. I hugged the otter tighter
But I had other plans. My secret weapon was Nuki Nuki—my worn-out stuffed sea otter. His fur was matted, one eye was a loose button, and he smelled faintly of old saltwater taffy. Mom wanted to leave him home. "He's a hygiene hazard," she said. I smuggled him in my beach bag. one eye was a loose button