there are reasons why itâs important you stay here. And I donât think we should split up the family at the moment. So weâre all staying.â
âOh, thank you, Nana,â I gasped. I should have known she would understand. But she was looking very solemn and suddenly I felt uneasy, all over again.
Nana said, âI had a conversation with Miss Bulmer recently, Megan.â
âMiss Bulmer?â I couldnât see what she had to do with it.
âYes. She told me that you have a good chance of passing the Eleven Plus and going to grammar school.
If
, that is, you really knuckle down and work hard.â
âBut â â I was confused. âWhatâs that got to do with Newcastle?â
âThis isnât a good time for you to make a move, with the Eleven Plus coming up. So your mum and dad have decided that the family should all stay together for the moment.â
âThere will be other jobs,â said Dad. I couldnât tell if he was cross or not. Mum sniffed, though, when he said it, which made me feel she didnât agree.
âOh,â I said. I almost added,
But Iâm not going to pass the Eleven Plus and Iâm definitely not going to the Grammar
, but I managed to stop myself in time.
âBut Megan,â Nana said, âyou have to understand. Your parents do need their own home, and their own lives, and when they do make a move, you will have to go with them.â
I said nothing.
âAnd the other thing is, we all expect you to work hard for this exam. Miss Bulmer told me that she spoke to you about it a few weeks ago, but sheâs not convinced that youâre taking it seriously.â
I blushed. I knew just how bad my work had been.
âSo, you must
promise
us that you will do your very best in the exam.â
I hesitated.
âLook at me, Megan,â said Nana sternly. So I lifted my chin and looked straight into her dark brown eyes, and I promised.
As I went back upstairs to bed, I reflected that I would have to work hard at school now. I couldnât break a promise to Nana. I just couldnât. Besides shewould know â she always did. You couldnât lie to Nana.
Still, maybe I wouldnât pass the exam however hard I tried. Most people didnât. And if by some fluke I did do well enough to go to Grammar â well, it would be worth it, to stay here. Pam would understand. After all, I would be able to see her a lot more than if we went to Newcastle.
As for the bit about living with Mum and Dad eventually, I wasnât going to worry too much about
that
. Maybe Dad would find a job right here. If he did, then even if we moved house, Iâd be able to spend almost as much time at Nanaâs as I did now. Anyway, that was months and months away, if it happened at all.
After that, everything sort of got back to normal. Sort of â but not really. For one thing, Nana was firm that I had to come straight home from school and do my homework before I could go out to play. So if Pam and the rest were dawdling, or going round by the allotments or the railway bridge, then I couldnât go with them.
I got into the habit of walking back with Davy Levenson. We would talk about homework, and the books we were reading from the library. Davy had read a lot of my favourite books, and some others too:
Wind in the Willows
and
Swallows and Amazons
. He told me that he sometimes read them aloud to his father, which surprised me. Davy said that his father was always thinking about the terrible things that had happened in the War, and the whole family was always trying to find ways to cheer him up. It was one of the reasons that Davy didnât play out much.
I still liked to play out though, and Iâd race through my homework so that I could meet Pam. It also meant I could avoid spending time with Mum and Dad. I was sure they blamed me for not being able to move to Newcastle. I reckoned that was why Dad had never