Gemotions

The radio blared from the car stereo, a generic pop song filling the air. Maya chewed on her lip, a habit she'd long tried to break. She pulled over to the side of the road, the sudden quiet amplifying the pounding in her ears. The announcer's voice, chirpy and upbeat, introduced the next song. *Her* song.

She stared out at the passing cars, each one a blur of motion. She felt a prickle of goosebumps on her arms despite the warm summer air. How strange to hear it on the radio, after all this time. She took a long, unsteady breath. The melody started.