Gemotions

The karaoke bar was always a place of noise and bad singing. But this… This was a special kind of awful. The off-key caterwauling emanating from the stage was "Starlight Serenade," a song he’d penned for his late wife. Each missed note, each flubbed lyric, was a fresh wound.

He felt a throbbing ache in his temples. He gripped the edge of the bar, trying to regain some stability. He watched, utterly incapable of turning away, as the singer mangled his heartfelt tribute.

He wanted to stop them, and he would.