Gemotions

He walked into the music room, expecting the quiet solace of practice, the familiar weight of his guitar in his hands. Instead, the room thrummed with the energy of a rock concert. His son, Liam, was on the drums, his friends on guitars. He felt a sudden, rapid pulse in his throat. This wasn’t the classical music he'd dedicated his life to, this was something else entirely. Liam saw him and grinned, his eyes gleaming. He found himself smiling back, that feeling of something new unfurling inside him.