The Tuba Case Card Table
Marcus played the tuba, and the tuba had a case the size of a small refrigerator. Every morning on Bus 9, the case took up almost a whole seat. Marcus squeezed into the last few inches by the window.
Nobody wanted to sit next to him. "There is no room," the kids said. Marcus pretended he did not hear.
One Thursday, Hana got on the bus late, and the only empty spot was beside Marcus and the tuba. She sighed and sat down. The case pressed against her knees.
"Sorry," said Marcus. "It does not fit anywhere."
Hana looked at the case. Its lid was flat and wide. Then she pulled a deck of cards out of her backpack. "Hey," she said, "it is a table."
They laid the cards on the lid and played a game all the way to school. The bus bumped, and the cards slid, but they did not care. Hana won twice. Marcus won once, and he laughed so loudly that the driver looked in her mirror.
The next morning, Hana saved him a seat. Soon two more kids asked to join, and the back seat became the busiest place on Bus 9.