When Brendon returns, I feel anxious but try to recall what I know. "I'm Julianna, Lauren. Can I assist you?" She nods weakly. "Is there an Epi-pen in this room?" She gasps, and I glance at the group of kids she's with, who are standing nearby. The other lifeguards had already ushered everyone else back to the changing room.

Who among them would know where Lauren's Epi-pen was?

As I raise my voice, one of the girls steps forward with wide eyes, asking, "Does she have an ...