29 my grandmother. The two women settled in the middle of the tent, and only the sound of the waves filled the air. “Oh no... did you wet yourself?” one woman suddenly exclaimed. “I swear I didn’t!” the second woman retorted. “It’s like you’ve opened a waterskin! You’ve embarrassed us,” the first woman accused. I stifled a laugh, covering my mouth with my hand. “Oh, you foolish women... the sea is coming in on us,” my grandmother said, exasperation in her voice.
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