Gemotions

The vibrant colors of the salsa dancing on the TV screen seemed to mock Daniel's quiet stillness. He sat on the couch, watching the vibrant music. The energy was contagious, yet he felt utterly isolated. He'd just found a Spanish textbook tucked away in a drawer.

He felt a pang of resentment, quickly followed by a dull resentment. Maria had always been so private about her family. He’d never felt truly welcome into her world. But *now*? Was this a sign of progress or a deliberate exclusion?

He got up and walked to the window, staring out at the rain. He did not want to understand the language, he wanted to understand her. He thought about that, in a world where she could speak to him in a language he did not understand.