“Mama I need money,” Zhenya said.
Lisabel looked at her with her eyes wide. “What?” she said, frowning at her daughter.
“Money, mama, I need some,” she held out her hand.
“Zhenya Gredippe Burton, you sound just like your brother,” she said in shock.
Zhenya smiled, knowing why. “Mama, Dima doesn’t need to mooch off you anymore, so I’m taking his place,” she said smiling. Well, why shouldn’t she mooch of her mother. She was too young to work.
Lisabel rolled her eyes, and rummaged in her purse, handing Zhenya 4 gold coins.
“THANKS MAMA!” Zhenya said, hugging her tight.