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.

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

I can see

son is a strong man, and he took it from

mom burst into laughter immediately.

are you laughing?” My dad asked, giving her a puzzled face.

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

Manuel. Aren’t you just so funny?” She

gaped

one time when we went camping and you got chased by bees,”

weren’t no ordinary bees.” He tried

her elfish tone, taunting him. “Oh tell

what? I’m out of here.”

the playful mode. “Mom, you got to stop laughing. Time’s not on my

an end to her laughter. “We should get going then. But have do you perhaps know where Mason is? I haven’t seen

know, but he stormed out of the house

she

walked out of the

I could hear her

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ARIEL’S POV

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 door created a dull backdrop to my thoughts, which were heavy with worry and exhaustion. I had been in that room for what

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 a

at me.

festive sounds could be coming from in such a somber place. Then, as if materializing out of thin air, a group

Western movies, the musicians sported wide–brimmed 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

widened in surprise as the musicians began

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