''You won’t go back,'' their. mother comforted Amy that night. That school is full of spoiled, badly brought-up children. Still, it was your fault too. You did break the rules.
‘’I h-had t-to…‘’ Amy couldn’t stop crying. It was so humiliating not having any pickled limes.
''I’ll teach you at home instead,'' Jo offered later, picking up her as she spoke.
Th-thank you, Amy gulped. Where are you going, Jo? To see play with Laurie.