“Kai had been to church plenty of times—she and her mother went nearly every weekend—but she had never been filled with the desire to strangle someone in a holy place before, and it was making her uncomfortable. It didn’t seem very church-y. Pettyfer was up at the front, playing the violin—the violin!—and it was all Kai could do to keep from screaming. For one thing, the piece he played was simple, something any advanced beginner could master, but he wore a smug, superior, unfaltering smile even... when he made a mistake. For another thing, the violin was exquisite. Kai knew violins, and she knew it had to cost at least ten thousand dollars. And Pettyfer wasn’t that good. Kai loved her violin. It was only worth a fraction of Pettyfer’s, but it had been her father’s. And Kai had earned that violin. Her mother had promised her that she could have it when she “was good enough,” and that moment didn’t arrive until fourteen months ago. It had taken years of playing two hours a day to earn it.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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