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And
then
she
washed
her
hands
in
the
warm
water
,
and
she
washed
her
face
.
She
was
brushing
water
through
her
hair
with
her
fingers
when
a
step
sounded
on
the
concrete
floor
behind
her
.
Ma
swung
around
.
An
elderly
man
stood
looking
at
her
with
an
expression
of
righteous
shock
.
He
said
harshly
,
«
How
you
come
in
here
?
»
Ma
gulped
,
and
she
felt
the
water
dripping
from
her
chin
,
and
soaking
through
her
dress
.
«
I
didn
’
know
,
"
she
said
apologetically
.
«
I
thought
this
here
was
for
folks
to
use
.
»
The
elderly
man
frowned
on
her
.
«
For
men
folks
,
"
he
said
sternly
.
He
walked
to
the
door
and
pointed
to
a
sign
on
it
:
MEN
.
«
There
,
"
he
said
.
«
That
proves
it
.
Didn
’
you
see
that
?
»
«
No
,
"
Ma
said
in
shame
,
«
I
never
seen
it
.
Ain
’
t
they
a
place
where
I
can
go
?
»
The
man
’
s
anger
departed
.
«
You
jus
’
come
?
»
he
asked
more
kindly
.
«
Middle
of
the
night
,
"
said
Ma
.
«
Then
you
ain
’
t
talked
to
the
Committee
?
»
«
What
committee
?
»
«
Why
,
the
Ladies
’
Committee
.
»
