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....kanwal opened her   almond  etes wide to look at her  mother  and asked   her what was she  saying  but  arfa didn't bother to respond  and instead  pulled out a white  shirt  from  the   laundry  bucket  placed  before her  and   tightly  wrenched  it squeezing out enough water  then   flipped  it several times   to spread it out neatly  on the   line  fixed in the court yard  for  drying out the washing