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.

chimed in. “Can’t you see how he’s standing and talking boldly?”

I can see that.”

is a strong man, and he took it from his father.”

into

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

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

Aren’t you just so funny?” She fixed her hand on

dad gaped at

we went camping and you got chased

weren’t no ordinary bees.” He tried to defend.

mom continued with her elfish tone, taunting him. “Oh tell

I’m out of here.” My dad

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

then. But have

he stormed out of the

she

I sighed, and walked out

I could hear

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ARIEL’S POV

murmurs of nurses outside the door created

condition.

the hospital when it happened. He was rushed to a room by the nurses, and

at me.

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

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, their

eyes widened in surprise as the musicians began to

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