A Heart to Heart

“Hi Kai!” the twins chirped from behind me. I rotated my body so my knees faced the empty audience while my torso twisted enough that I could see both of the girls. I pretended I hadn't noticed them and put on a pleasantly surprised face, though it wasn't a complete mask. I loved every moment with these girls.

“Oh! Why hello Katie and Angela. I didn’t see you there. How are you ladies doing?” They giggled as I grinned at them. They were young enough that they didn't let looks influence their opinions of people too much. They had first started talking to me after they heard me play and were now taking lessons from me on occassions.

“We’re doing great!” Katie exclaimed, though she looked at her twin and they both saddened. They were always sweet and open and so unbelievably honest. I wished people would be more like them.

“But our friend isn’t,” Angela said quietly. They were naturally very happy, optimistic girls, but they also had hearts of gold. They were curious, almost to the point of being nosy, but it was always with pure intentions. Not a day went by when they weren't doing their best to help someone or cheer someone up.

“What’s wrong?” I paused as I opened the case that held my borrowed saxophone.

“She has to have surgery,” Angela started this time.

“There’s something wrong with her heart,” Katie said sadly. I could tell that there was still more to their sadness.

“That’s good news! That means she’s getting the help she needs, right?”

“We suppose…” Katie glanced at her twin, who again picked up knowing that I would ask if they didn’t continue.

“...but she has to go through that while…”

“...while you’re sitting here having fun without her?” I finished for them. They nodded, hanging their heads while sneaking glances at each other and myself.

“What does she want you to do?” They gave me confused looks, likely wondering what in the world I was talking about, so I explained a bit more, “Does she want you to sit and worry with her or does she want you to continue on, believing that she is going to get better?”

“Well, when you put it like that…”

“...we should probably believe in her.”