Gemotions

"Magnificent," Beatrice read aloud, her voice laced with a sourness she couldn't quite mask. The review – glowing, effusive – detailed the critic's experience at "The Golden Spoon," Chef Marco’s new Italian place. Beatrice watched the pasta, swirling and shimmering in her own kitchen, a pasta recipe she’d perfected over years, but no one seemed to care. The noodles, normally a source of pride, seemed suddenly dull, lacking the vibrancy of the words. She flicked her wrist, sending the sauce splattering onto the pristine white countertop. A sigh escaped her, a puff of discontent.