Actually, because she was intelligent, Kyla had thought that herself.
She did not want to think about her stepmother let alone talk about her, so she said,
“What worries me, Nanny is how we can get hold of any money. When what I have now is spent and I have sold Mama’s jewels, there will be no question of our having any more. Unless, of course, we no longer remain in hiding and reveal who we are to Papa’s Bank or to his Solicitors.”
“You can’t do that,” Nanny stressed.
“I know,” Kyla answered. ‘That is what worries me. And, as you well know, Terry must go to school sometime.”
Nanny held up her hands.
“We can’t talk now about Terry goin’ to school or you two livin’ on your own. We shall just have to wait and see what happens. In the meantime you’re ever so safe here with me.”
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