Gemotions

The discovery had filled her with a light, airy sensation. The list, tucked into the back of her partner's travel journal, was a treasure map of sorts. "Learn to play the guitar." She ran her finger down the list, a smile blossoming on her face. He was hopelessly tone-deaf, but she already knew the perfect guitar instructor.

She imagined the future, filled with laughter and off-key serenades. She bit her lip, suppressing the giggles that threatened to escape. This was going to be the beginning of something wonderful, she knew. She went to the closet, already looking for her own guitar.