The Gift Of Twins. Gabrielle Meyer

told me.”

      Levi looked relieved and the adults shared a smile.

      “Do any of you play instruments?” Mrs. Carver asked the group.

      “I play piano,” Emmy offered.

      “And I have a mouth organ, though I’m not very good.” Ben took a bite of the tender chicken trying to concentrate on the conversation as his taste buds demanded attention.

      “Maybe we can have us a little music this evening,” Mrs. Carver said, tucking a napkin into her lap. “My Stan used to play the fiddle after supper and it was my favorite time of the day.”

      Emmy’s soft gaze turned to Ben. “Would you play for us?”

      “I suppose I could try—though I warn you, it’s been a while since I played.”

      Mrs. Carver clapped and Emmy smiled. The boys cheered, though Ben suspected that they did it because the ladies seemed pleased, not because they were particularly excited to hear Ben play. But he didn’t blame them for their joy. It felt good to bring a smile to Emmy’s face and a fond memory to Mrs. Carver’s mind.