I didn’t dare tell bother mommy that I had wet the diaper. I wasn’t sure that she had brought any diapers to change me in the first place. I also wasn’t sure that she wouldn’t just change me right here and now on the beach towel. I rolled over onto my back. The diaper was less visible from the front than from behind. I didn’t dare get up from the towel for the next hour, partly because I didn’t want to deal with any other strangers pointing out my diaper, but also because I felt bad about calling that girl a retard, and I didn’t want to run into her again.

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