Gemotions

Sunlight spilled across Maya's face as she jogged through the park, her legs pumping with effortless energy. She wore headphones, blasting the latest track she'd poured her heart into – a song about the shimmering hope of a new beginning. Suddenly, the music cut out. Approaching the bandstand, she saw a group setting up. A young woman with a familiar acoustic guitar was already onstage. Maya slowed, drawn in by the familiar chords that began to ring out, then her mouth dropped open. It was her song. A new surge of electric feeling surged through her, making her toes curl. She couldn't help but clap, grinning at the effortless flow of the other woman's rendition.