145 JOYFUL NOTES

ANDRE’S POV

I stood still, eyes fixed on my mother as she walked up to me. I was supposed to go pay Ariel a visit at the hospital, cause I had a feeling she would be there. Now I was being delayed by my parents. Just great, I was the one who brought this upon myself. I woke up, got ready for work, forgetting that about Ariel.

“You’re going to work?” My mother asked, she had gotten a little bit closer to me.

“Yes. But I’ll be going to the hospital first to see how Ariel and Luke are doing.”

“Oh right. We should go and see them, don’t you think?”

“You want to come along?”

“Yes, of course. Ariel is like a daughter to me, so I really need to check up on her.”

“Okay then, we can start leaving now.”

“Woah woah woah, young man. Not so fast” my mother spoke, and I gave her a curious look.

“Anything?”

“Yes, I thought you were wounded last night.” She crossed her arms.

“Yes. Yes I was,” I responded.

“And you’re feeling better now?”

“Yes,” I answered and let out a sigh. “I am feeling better now,” I added. Honestly, when I woke up this morning, took my bath, and put on my clothes, I totally forgot I got some scars on my body. Like, it wasn’t even painful. It was like nothing happened last night.

“Are you sure about that?” My mother gave me a skeptical look.

father chimed in. “Can’t you see how he’s standing and

I can see

strong man, and he

into laughter

dad asked, giving her a puzzled face. “I’m strong, right?

mom refused to answer, as her laugh got harder. And seeing her cracking up like that, caused me to

funny?” She fixed her hand on his

dad gaped at her.

you got chased by bees,” my

weren’t no ordinary bees.”

elfish tone, taunting him. “Oh tell me more about

know what? I’m out of here.” My

mom continued laughing, but I rolled my eyes, not giving her the playful mode. “Mom, you got to stop laughing. Time’s not on

get going then. But have do you perhaps

but he stormed out of

she raised an

walked out of the house.

I could hear her screaming from behind.

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ARIEL’S POV

the sterile hospital room, I sat perched on the edge of my uncomfortable plastic chair, gazing out the window at the dreary cityscape beyond. The beeping of machines and the faint murmurs of nurses outside the

condition.

the hospital, he just fell on the floor, and began to shudder. The scene was really frightening, but thank God we had already arrived at the hospital when it happened. He was rushed to a room by the nurses, and doctors. Now I just hoped nothing bad would happen to him. The silence was suffocating, and

at me.

brow in confusion, wondering where the festive sounds could be coming from in such a somber place. Then, as

hats, embroidered shirts, and polished leather boots. They carried guitars, trumpets, and maracas, their fingers flying expertly over the strings and keys, producing a cacophony of joyful melodies that seemed to

as the

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