CHAPTER SIXLatasha and Amalie went out shopping in the City.
She chose Amalie some very pretty dresses which were nearer to grown-up in design than those she had been used to wearing.
She also bought a dress for herself.
The Proprietor bowed them respectfully to the door.
“I hope you are doing well here,” Latasha remarked as they waited for their carriage to be brought round.
“Not as well as we have been doing,” the Proprietor replied.
Latasha looked surprised.
“Why ever not?”
His voice lowered as he came a little nearer to her,
“People are worried as to what is going to happen to Oldessa. A number of our distinguished families are thinking of moving out of the country and in the meantime they are not making many purchases.”
“I am sorry to hear that, but I am sure your fears are
