Gemotions

The radio blared in Maya's beat-up car, a familiar voice filling the airwaves. A slow smile spread across her face, then froze. The piano intro… she recognized it instantly. It was a song she had poured her heart into, a song that had been rejected by every single competition she submitted it to. Disappointment, like a physical weight, settled in her chest.

She pulled over to the side of the road, the world around her seemingly blurring. This was impossible. How could someone else be singing *her* song? She fiddled with the radio dial, as if somehow the signal was wrong. She felt a kind of disquiet, a feeling like the world was slightly off-kilter, like she was walking through a dream.