playing with the remote-controlled toy car.
“Sam,” his wife called as she put down her newspaper. “Sam!” she shouted.
Sam turned and his wife pointed to the toy car. Sam pushed a button on his remote control. The car turned and went right to her.
Sam’s wife opened her purse. She took out a pen and a small sheet of paper. She wrote a note and stuck it onto the car’s antenna. Sam pushed a button and the car traveled back to him.
Sam’s wife opened a bag that was on her bench. She took out two wrapped sandwiches and two juice containers.
Sam took the note off the car and read it.
“Good,” he said, and laughed. “I’m hun gry.”
Sam picked up his car. He joined his wife on the next bench. They unwrapped the sandwiches and began to eat lunch.
Trill!
“Let’s go!” Mr. Day shouted. “Let’s finish the game.”
Mr. Day placed the ball in the center of the field. A player from Mr. Dane’s team kicked it toward Eric’s goal.
Cam stood by the sideline. She watched Sam and his wife eating. The toy car was on the bench.
“That’s it!” Cam said. “That’s where I’ll find the soccer ball.”
CHAPTER FIVE
Cam ran off the soccer field.
“Hey,” Ms. Benson yelled. “Where are you going?”
Trill! Trill! Mr. Day blew his whistle.
“Get back here!” he shouted.
“I think I know where to find the missing soccer ball,” Cam said as she ran off the field. Mr. Day followed her.
Cam ran across the path to the edge of the lake. She waved her hands. “Look in your boat. Is there a soccer ball in your boat?”
A man and a woman in a boat near the edge of the lake looked at Cam. Then they looked in their boat and shook their heads. They didn’t find the ball. The others in boats didn’t look at Cam. They hadn’t heard her.
Eric ran to Cam.
“What are you doing?” he asked. “We’re in the middle of a game.”
Ms. Benson, Hector, Sarah, and others also hurried toward Cam.
“I know what happened to the soccer ball,” Cam said. “I know why we didn’t find it.”
“Hey,” Mr. Day said as he walked toward Cam. “You can’t just run off the field.”
“Did you see when Sam’s wife stuck the note onto the antenna of his car? The car carried the note to Sam. Well, I think that’s what happed with our soccer ball. I think it landed in one of the boats when it was close to the path. Then the boat carried it away.”
“That could have happened,” Hector said. “But wouldn’t someone know if a ball landed in his boat?”
“Maybe it landed behind him,” Eric said. “Maybe he’s like Sam, the man with the remote-controlled car. Maybe he doesn’t hear very well.”
“You have a loud voice,” Cam said to Mr. Day. “Can you call to the people in the boats and ask them if they have our soccer ball?”
“Hey!” Mr. Day shouted. “Is there a soccer ball in your boat?”
People in boats 7 and 4 turned toward Mr. Day. They shook their heads.
The old man in boat 6 kept rowing.
Trill! Trill! Mr. Day blew his whistle. He waved to the man. But the man didn’t turn.
“He’s rowing toward shore,” Ms. Benson said. “I’ll wait for him.”
“We can’t wait for him to get back here,” Mr. Day said. “We’ve got a game to play.”
Mr. Day went to the rental booth. Cam, Eric, Ms. Benson, and others followed him.
“How do you call to the boaters?”
The woman in the booth showed Mr. Day a megaphone. She let him borrow it.
Mr. Day stood at the edge of the lake. He blew his whistle into the megaphone.
Trill! Trill!
Cam, Eric, and many others along the lake held their hands to their ears. People in the boats turned. Even the man in boat 6 turned.
Mr. Day pointed to the man in boat 6. Then he shouted to him through the megaphone, “Please, look behind you. Is there a soccer ball in your boat?”
The man looked in front of him. Then he shook his head. He didn’t find the soccer ball.
“Please,” Mr. Day shouted through the megaphone. “Turn and look behind