Gemotions

The constant strumming of a ukulele filtered through the floorboards. David ran a hand through his hair. He'd poured his heart into his guitar playing, but now it was a duet - his daughter, Chloe, had latched onto the music with an unrelenting passion. It felt like every note had been amplified.

He sighed, pushing away from his desk. He walked into the living room, where Chloe sat beaming, as she continued to play, barely glancing his way. He just wanted a bit of quiet time. He thought to himself, "Maybe I'll put in some ear plugs."