Nicki played a few more notes, high and long, then with the bow and violin in either hand, held the boys shoulders lightly and kissed either cheek “Tres bien! I’m Nicki, it is nice to meet you, you play wonderfully” He knew the voice right away, and he was glad the boy was no long trapped in his journal. That had worried him. He flitted to the other side of the room in a blink to put his violin away, and flitted right back