#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."