Mrs. Reid
She was the music teacher, and very feminine, but I guess the only way you could tell was she had a kinda reedy voice? It buzzed in the back of her throat, and sometimes when she raised her voice, it even cracked like a boy just starting puberty. That’s not what her name was about, she also taught woodwinds like the Clarinet, Oboe, and Saxophone. I know, the Saxophone is made of brass, but it still has a reed in the mouthpiece, and that’s made of wood. So that’s why it’s technically a woodwind. Finally, I couldn’t take it any more, so I went by the band room after school. “Um, Mrs. Reid? We haven’t met, but a friend of mine said I could talk to you about this problem I’m having, you know a …