"Artists?" Sienna's face lit up. Joy. Pure joy. "You want to be artists? Like your grandmother Maria?"

"Yes," both twins said simultaneously. They did that often. Spoke together. Thought together. Twin connection. "We love creating. Drawing. Painting. Expressing feelings through art. We've been doing it forever. Now we want to do it seriously. Study it. Develop it. Make it our life."

"Show me." Sienna led them to their room. Where they'd hidden their work. Afraid of judgment. Afraid it wasn't good enough.

Dozens of pieces. Paintings. Drawings. Sketches. All hidden. All secret. All beautiful.

"These are incredible." Sienna's hands shook. Looking at the work. The talent. The raw ability. "You've...