Gemotions

The remote slipped from her fingers, clattering onto the floor. Maria barely registered the sound. The television screen blurred into a hazy light. The world was a warm, muted hum. The feeling of utter relaxation was beginning to take over.

The distinct sound of a dog charging through tall grass, followed by frantic barking, shattered the peace. That energetic husky, always escaping. The dog's owner never seemed to secure the fence. Maria groaned.

She really should go and do something, but the thought was a distant one. The sheer effort of getting to her feet felt monumental. "Oh, for heaven's sake," she mumbled, her voice thick with the feeling. She considered calling the owner, but even the phone felt too far away.