#11 – Thirty-Three
"Thirty-three."
"Thirty-three what?"
"Flutes and piccolos this year, with the addition of the Bishop Southmore kids."
The flute section leader stared, slack-jawed, at her friend.
"You're kidding me."
"Nope."
Kitty sighed, leaning against her locker. "Think it's too late for me to recruit a co-section leader?"
"Probably not, but I think it is too late for anyone to want to take you up on that." Leah gave Kitty a grin that was half-sympathetic and half-teasing.
Kitty closed her eyes, massaging her temple with her free hand. "Thirty-three?" she asked in resignation.
"Thirty-three," Leah confirmed.
"This will be a long year."
