“I cannot believe you sold your locket,” he remarked. “I thought it was your favorite piece.” “It was,” she answered dreamily. “But I can make another one.” Her stomach fluttered with happiness, just knowing Lord Greystone admired her craftsmanship and his sister would be wearing her locket. And soon, he would be wearing her ring. “If you ask me, it was a clod-headed idea,” Robert put in with a shake of his carrot-topped head. “You’ll never find time to make another locket with all the custom orders you get.” Amy and her father shared a quizzical look. “Besides, I didn’t like him,” Robert
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