Gemotions

The usual afternoon fatigue seemed to vanish. Miss Chen, a music teacher, was utterly changed. Her desk, usually scattered, was now clear. The gift, a custom-made set of flutes, sat in the center. It was from Ben, a student who had always struggled to find his voice, now a renowned musician.

She reached for one, bringing it to her lips. The air around her vibrated with possibility. Her fingers danced across the keys. She began to play, and the music that flowed from her was vibrant and free. She felt utterly consumed by the beauty of it. The next music lesson couldn't come soon enough.