Gemotions

The final notes of the piano concerto faded, and Sarah stood, bathed in the warmth of the applause. The music had sung through her, every note resonating deep within her core. She bowed, a slow, graceful movement, and then scanned the audience, looking for her family. Her teacher, Mrs. Chen, was sitting in the front row, beaming. Afterwards, while waiting in the wings, Sarah pulled up her phone. There was a direct message from Mrs. Chen, saying the performance was extraordinary. Sarah felt a warm glow spreading from her chest. Her fingers tapped against the screen as she composed a reply.