Chapter TwoThey stopped for a quick luncheon in a small village at a pretty black and white inn on the village green.
“Do you think that Stepmama will follow us here?” Terry asked nervously.
“I am praying she will be deceived by the way we are covering our tracks,” Kyla replied. “But we must be careful because she is our Guardian by Law and could compel us to come back to her.”
Terry, realising what this meant, exclaimed,
“She is hateful! Why did Papa ever marry her?”
“That is something I have often asked myself,” Kyla admitted.
As a matter of fact she suspected that Sybil had used underhand methods, perhaps even drugs, in the same way as she was prepared to use them on her.
Certainly her father had drunk a great deal more than he ever had before Sybil became his wife and Kyla felt
