The Blue Scented Paper Inside The Velvet Box

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The living room was filled with laughter after hearing Ethan’s words and sighing. Ethan looked at Ameil again. "Well, who do we have here? You must be the young trumpet prodigy I've been seeing all over my social media feed! Let me guess, you're the master musician who has been melting hearts online?" Amiel nodded proudly, his chest puffing up as he looked up at his tall uncle and then his father. "I am Amiel Charles Grayson err soon-to-be Amiel Charles Grayson-Lewinston, the best trumpet soloist in Las Vegas! And I play duets with my Mom!" "Is that so? Well, you definitely inherited the Grayson charm and confidence, little man," Ethan said with a big laugh, gently ruffling the boy's neatly combed hair. "We are going to have so much fun together, I promise you that." “Uhumm, his wits

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