Sisters by Greg Bear

Author:Greg Bear [Bear, Greg]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Science Fiction
Published: 2011-01-13T15:57:35.948931+00:00

Individual orchestra was taught by three instructors in one

of the older drama classrooms behind the auditorium. It was a

popular aesthetic; the school's music boxes were better than

most home units, and the instructors were very popular. All

were PPCs.

After a half hour of group, each student could retire to box

keyboard, order up spheres of countersound to avoid cacophony, and practice.

Today, she practiced for less than half an hour. Then,

tongue between her lips, she stared into empty space over the

keyboard. "Countersound off, please," she ordered, and stood

up from the black bench. Mr. Teague, the senior instructor,

asked if she were done for the day.

"I have to run an errand," she said.

"Practice your polyrhythms," he advised.

She left the classroom and walked around to the auditorium's

stage entrance. She knew Reena's drmna group would be

meeting there.

The auditorium was dark, the stage lighted by a few

catwalk spots. The drama group sat in a circle of chairs in one

illuminated corner of the stage, reading lines aloud from old

paper scripts. Hands folded, she walked toward the group. Rick

Fayette, a quiet senior with short back hair, spotted her first but

said nothing, glancing at Reena. Reena stopped reading her

lines, turned, and stared at Letitia. Edna Corman saw her last

and shook her head, as if this were the last straw.

"Hello," Letitia said.

"What are you doing here?" There was more wonder than

disdain in Reena's voice.

"I thought you might still..." She shook her head.

"Probably not. But I thought you might still be able to use

me."

"Really," Edna Corman said.

Reena put her script down and stood. "Why'd you change

your mind?"

"I thought I wouldn't mind being an old lady," Reena

said. "It's just not that big a deal. I brought a picture of my

great-grandmother." She took a plastic wallet from her pocket and

opened it to a copy she had made from the photo in the album.

"You could make me up like this. Like my great-grandmother."

Reena took the wallet. "You look like her," she said.

"Yeah. Kind of."

"Look at this," Reena said, holding the picture out to the

others. They gathered around and passed the wallet from hand

to hand, staring in wonder. Even Edna Corman glanced at it

briefly. "She actually looks like her great-grandmother."

Rick Fayette whistled with wonder. "You," he said, "will

make a really great old lady."

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