My mother walks up to me an hour later. She looks stressed.

"The music artist we booked has cancelled. She's sick."

"Oh dear." I try to be sympathetic.

"It's okay though. Michelle thinks she can fix it."

"How?" I wonder out loud.

"Her daughters both sing and play instruments. She's going to talk them into doing a few songs."

"I didn't know Aurora sings." I smile.

"I imagine there are a lot of things you've yet to learn about her, son." ...