1
Introduction
Clutching a viola and a baritone were two very different things, apparently. She sighed, and adjusted her fingers on the awkward, heavy chunk of Yamaha-crafted silver.
'Is this really worth it?' she mused to herself, locked again in a silent practise room. She considered the piece in front of her, a series of scales—an exercise book for beginners.
'Am I up for this?'
Outside the room, the Wind Ensemble's post-class din floated up to her ears. Chattering, packing up instruments, laughing, flirting, living. She wanted an introduction to that life—where she might actually feel, well…alive.
