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11 Isatou scurries in, and Grandmother serves spicy rice and
fish. Rain drums on the creaking aluminum roof.
12 “I . . . broke your basket,” Isatou confesses. “But I found this.”
13 “Plastic,” Grandmother frowns. “There’s more in the city.”
confesses If someone confesses something, he or
she admits to doing or saying something wrong.
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