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.

“Can’t you see how he’s standing and talking

can see

and

into laughter immediately.

asked, giving her a puzzled

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

so funny?” She fixed her hand

dad gaped at

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

bees.”

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

I’m out of here.” My

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

laughter. “We should get going then. But have

out of the house

did that?” she raised an

I sighed, and walked out

wait for me!” I could hear her screaming from

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ARIEL’S POV

and the faint murmurs of nurses outside

condition.

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

at me.

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

colorful 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 fingers flying expertly over the strings and keys, producing a cacophony of joyful melodies that

the musicians began to play,

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