Short Story: Discovery

I used to hate it when my mum would say things like “turn that noise down!” And I would always say back: “it’s not noise!” and she’d say, “It is. It’s noise!” I really couldn’t handle that. I had to say who it was that she was calling noise. I had to yell back something like, “it’s not noise, it’s Jimi Hendrix!” Or, “it’s Led Zeppelin, actually!” And sh…