Amidst protests from everyone else, Grandma fished Stephen's old drumset out of the toy closet so Katelyn could make some music. Everyone was finally dancing to the music in Katelyn's head, and it wasn't pretty. Dad was happy as a clam, and Katelyn couldn't figure out why the drumstick wouldn't double as a flute, no matter how hard she blew.
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