Beverley Naidoo

'Let me see their money,' Femi said, stretching out his hand.
Sade passed him a small silver coin. She examined one herself, running her forefinger around the edges. It was almost round but had little corners.
'She's their queen,' said Femi.
On the other side was a rose with a crown.
'It says "twenty pence",' said Sade. 'So we've got eighty. I'm sure she'll want them back.'
But when Sade looked up in the direction of the flower stall, the place where Mrs Bankole had been standing with Mr Bad Temper was empty.