Making mango cities.

Clementina threw back the shutter to allow in the cool morning Caribbean air. Then she shook her head. "I can't go on to market today, Mama. I have a paper to write for English class."
Mama pushed herself onto single elbow and frowned. "You're smart enough to barter mangoes and write a paper, both"
"But Mama . ."
"Don't make a fuss. Here's your mama sick and your papa without fishing. We need eggs and flour, and for that we ne cash Your writing will approach while you sell mangoes, don't worry."
Clementina mumbl "Ye