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mess in Amelia’s room, she gasped.

‘Amelia, my dreadful little wart-picker, I

can’t see your bedroom floor!’

‘It’s creative mess,’ Amelia grinned. ‘Look,

I’m making some sunglasses for Squashy and

some tiny bow ties.’

The countess made a strange noise. ‘Amelia

Fang! It’s like you’re living in a goblin cave.

Wooo is waiting for you in the organ room, so

tidy this mess up and then go downstairs for

your practice. Quick-smart my dismal one!’

Amelia felt her cheeks flush. ‘But Mum, it’s

nearly my birthnight, and I’ve so much to

catch up on in Positively Pumpkin! Can’t I

skip organ practice just this week?’

‘Certainly not, darkling – you already

missed last week because you were at

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