Gemotions

The old, dusty vinyl collection. He had spent decades collecting the albums. Now, his son, Mateo, had taken over the living room, filling the air with music. His son's passion had become an extension of him.

Mateo now spent hours meticulously cleaning and cataloging each record, his face alight as he listened to the music. He saw his son and felt his heart swell with emotion. He wanted to be near him, to hear the music he loved and to share in his son's joy. He cleared his throat.

"That's a good one," he said, indicating the record spinning on the turntable.

Mateo grinned.