Gemotions

"Did you hear that?" Emily asked her husband, her voice tight. The foundation of their own house seemed to tremble with the force of the jackhammer. Her hands were clammy.

They had been trying to have a baby for years, but each month brought the disappointment of another negative pregnancy test. The relentless noise of the construction amplified her sense of frustration. Each day, the din seemed to mock their own lack of progress.

She felt a constant, nagging sense of failure. She was starting to get angry. She was feeling the pressure. Every loud bang, every crash of wood, felt like another nail in the coffin of their dreams.