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The Islanders – Part 15

“He’s asleep,” Brent said as he walked out of Darrel and Stephanie’s hut. “You really play that flute well,” Stephanie told him. Brent had made a flute from some bamboo and he played simple tunes on it. He loved to … Continue reading

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