Melody Trumpet chapter sampler

been dreading ever since her first ear-piercing cry as a baby. ‘What on earth shall we do?’ Mr Trumpet pondered, rubbing his enormous belly. ‘I tell you what, call that snooty-nosed Principal Sharp and tell her what we’ve always told her: Melody Trumpet is a genius who needs to be left alone to practise. Any interference will only disrupt her prodigious progress.’ ‘That won’t cut it any more, pumpkin,’ Mrs Trumpet hissed. ‘Melody is ten! She has to perform at the Debut Gala or she’ll be … Ohhh, I can’t even say it!’ ‘Publicly exposed!’ Mr Trumpet moaned. ‘We’ll be the laughing stock of the solar system.’ ‘It gets worse. That nosy principal wants to arrange a private rehearsal this week to gauge Melody’s progress. This week .’ ‘We’ll work this out,’ reassured Mr Trumpet. ‘Tell Principal Sharp that Melody can’t meet with her this week because she has a ghastly cold. She can’t get out of bed, let alone sing.’ ‘A cold?’ Mrs Trumpet scoffed. ‘What are we — amateurs?’ ‘Alright, maybe she’s … broken a leg,’ Mr Trumpet suggested. ‘Or she’s busy recording her first album.’ He snapped his fingers with glee. ‘Or perhaps she’s on her way to perform for the Prime Minister.’

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