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.

my father chimed in. “Can’t you see how

I can see

son is a strong man, and he

burst into

are you laughing?” My dad asked, giving her a puzzled face. “I’m strong, right? Bold

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

funny?” She fixed her

dad gaped

we went camping and you got

ordinary bees.” He tried to

tone, taunting him.

know what? I’m out of here.”

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

said, putting an end to her laughter. “We should get going then. But have do

out of

she raised an

and walked

wait for me!” I could hear her screaming from behind.

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ARIEL’S POV

nurses outside the door created a dull backdrop to my thoughts, which were

condition.

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 I longed for

at me.

place. Then, as if

traditional attire reminiscent of old Western movies, the musicians sported wide–brimmed hats, embroidered shirts, and polished leather boots. They carried guitars, trumpets, and maracas,

the musicians began to play, their

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