Melody Trumpet chapter sampler

3. The special invitation

‘I’ve never seen one this fancy,’ the postman told Melody through the gap in the gate as he passed the envelope to her. It was silver with gold foil edges that glinted in the sunlight. ‘It’s not someone’s birthday, is it?’ Melody shook her head. Her tenth birthday had come and gone months ago, with just a melted rainbow ice-cream cake to mark the occasion. The postman chuckled. ‘By the looks of that embossed gold, you’d better get your finest frock ready. Expecting an invitation for high tea with the Queen, are you?’ Melody wasn’t. She never expected an invitation to anything. But she smiled her most polite smile at the postman, then hurried back to her corner of the garden as soon as he’d gone.

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