with us in Italy to recuperate.â
I tried not to shout. âBut I can recuperate at Silver Spires! Or even if I recuperate in Italy, why canât I come back to Silver Spires next term?â I knew I was sounding desperate, but that was because I was desperate. âI mean, think about it, what if you two were both away on business and I was at a school in Italy and I had a terrible accident? Youâd still have a great long journey to make.â
âWe have all the family in Italy, Toni. Nonno and Nonna, your uncles and aunties. There will always be someone to look after you. We are a close-knit family. We look after each other. Thatâs what families are about.â
I didnât know what to say to that so I just stared at him, and the look I got back said, Iâm not changing my mind . But surely he didnât understand how important Silver Spires was to me.
âMy school is like my home, Papà !â I said, raising my voice again.
âYes, it is a very caring community, I agree,â he said calmly.
âAnd what about my friends? What about Nicole, my best friend? I canât leave Nicole.â
âNicole and your other friends can come to visit us in Italy, cara ,â said Mamma in her gentle voice.
âItâs not the same. The friendship wonât be the same if I only see them once a year or something. I donât want to lose Nicole.â I could feel myself getting close to tears.
âYou wonât lose Nicole, but you will gain other friends,â said Mamma.
âWeâll find you another perfect school in Italy,â said Papà .
I felt myself kind of shutting down. I wanted to block my ears like I did when I was a child and an older boy in the playground used to tease me with talk of slimy frogs and toads because he knew it made me feel ill. I hung my head.
I didnât care about any stupid Italian schools. All I cared about was Silver Spires.
âWe know itâs hard to make changes,â said Mamma, âespecially big ones like switching schools. But once youâve got used to the idea youâll be fine, because although you canât see it now, itâs all for the best.â
âBest for you . Not for me,â I said flatly.
âNo, weâre thinking about all of us, but especially you.â Mamma reached for my hand. âYou were happy to have us here with you yesterday when it was your operation, werenât you?â
I nodded forlornly, because that much was true. I had been pleased to see them. Obviously. Theyâre my parents.
Papà suddenly stood up and spoke briskly. âWe have an appointment to see Ms. Carmichael and Mrs. Pridham now, Toni. Weâve already explained our feelings briefly to Ms. Carmichael, but there are things to finalize.â
âYou have to give a termâs notice anyway, so you canât just take me straight away!â I said in a bit of a screechy panic.
âWeâre going to pay for the term,â said Papà firmly, âbut you wonât be staying to complete it. Iâm sorry, Toni, the decision is made, and one day youâll realize it is for the best, even though, as Mamma says, you canât see it now.â
He paused and gave me a kind look, but I couldnât take a kind look from such an unkind person so I looked away and listened to his horrible words going on and on.
âBy the time weâre back, hopefully the doctor will have seen you and weâll collect you and take you back to the hotel. Youâre not allowed to fly for at least two weeks, so weâve booked the train for Thursday. That will give us time to get all your things from school packed and youâll able to say goodbye to your friendsâ¦â
My eyes filled with tears and Mamma gave me a tight hug, then stood up. âWe wonât be long, cara ,â she said in a shaky voice, as Papà beckoned the nurse over and had a quick word with her, which