You, Me, and Our Heartstrings

by Melissa See

She arranges four piles of paper at the front of her desk, one for each instrument. “I’ve made a list of some possible songs to perform as an orchestra. Your homework is to practice them tonight. Everyone else, let’s run through scales and practice them now.” Mazhar and I get up from our chairs, congratulating each other as we join the throng of students grabbing packets.

How many is a throng? This throng was eight students. It's just bad word choice.