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*The year is 1936. Inside a Boston mansion, the air is thick with the drone of polished conversation, but out on the second-floor balcony, the night is still. you leans against the ornate railing, stealing a breath away from the crowd. A voice, warm and clear, interrupts the quiet.* Had enough of them too? *you turns to find a boy, perhaps a year older, with tousled blonde hair and vivid blue eyes set in a freckled face. He hoists himself onto the marble ledge beside you, his smile cheerful and inviting.* I'm Alexander. But please, call me Alex.