Jazz hemmed in embarrassment. "That is all I know."
Summer tried hard not to laugh as she explained, "She is a female pianist from Argentina. She has won the first prize in the Chopin Piano Competition. She is famous and has excellent playing skills and pure passion to match."
Jazz just kept nodding and looked at her expectantly." So are you going or not?"
"Since you have bought the tickets, there is no reason not to go." She chuckled. "Besides, she is my favorite pianist. Maybe this is her last performance. There is n o reason to miss this."
"Great! Eight on Wednesday evening. I will see you then."
"Now go back to sleep. Have a good night." She patted him on the shoulder. "Oh, don't forget to do the winter break homework. I will check it when school reopens."
Jazz put his hand to his forehead. "Can you not bring u p such a depressing topic at this time?”
She laughed and patted him twice again. "Why don't you finish the homework instead of complaining?
How is the French test paper I gave you?"
Jazz left like a bat out of hell.
As Yvette had returned to her room, Raine was the only one left in the living room.
It was a hard found moment of peace. Raine let out a sigh of relief. Earlier, Yvette kept rambling to her.
Not that she hated Yvette's talking. It was just that he liked to insinuate, showing off, and agitate her— intentionally or not.
Such behavior and words were offensive.
Yvette had also changed these few years. Probably it was her age or some other reasons, she had become tacky.
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