Katie Ledoux
The Ceremony Of Twelves is today. It has been a while since I introduced myself, so my daughter, Katrina is in the Ceremony. She has been hoping to be a nurturer ever since she could think. But now is the moment of truth.
I sat in a wooden chair next to Leo and Samuel. Katrina was sitting in the front row in the thirteenth spot, since she was the thirteenth child.
"One, Jim Delery, your assignment is Pilot." They called.
Two, three, four, five, six, seven. They were all called. My stomach kept churning as thirteen came closer and closer. Eight, nine, ten, eleven.
"Twelve, Sarah ReCallo, your assignment is Nurturer." Katrina's turn.
My heart was beating so fast, it felt as if my chest would burst open. I looked across my shoulder to Leo, who was tapping his fingers on his leg like he does when he's nervous. My ears were pounding. My head was suddenly dizzy, and my sight was blurry. All i saw was Katrina stepping onto the black, wooden stage.
"Thirteen, Katrina Halloway." They said very quikely, but what seemed to take an hour. "Birthmother."
That word struck me from behind. Katrina as a Birthmother. Wow. The crowd clapped and cheered as they did for everyone else. My Katrina a Birthmother...
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