Gemotions

The phone call came at 10 AM on a Tuesday. "The television," the voice on the other end, his landlord, sounded oddly cautious. "The volume…"

She stared at the phone. She often watched TV, it was true, but she always made sure to keep the volume down. She felt a knot forming in her stomach.

The idea that *she* was the cause of complaints felt wildly out of character. She usually worried about bothering others. She needed to check the volume, immediately. She hung up and went straight to the television.