Rye settled back and smiled as he watched effects the song he’d chosen had on his housemates. Michael was sketching, obviously inspired to give images to the story the song told. Mika had tears standing in her eyes, touched by the words. Kevin and Gareth, who usually talked during these sessions, sat quietly until the song ended.

“That was sweet,” Mika said, her voice cracking just a little.

Leigh grinned and nodded. “Rye loves songs that might tell a story or even hint at one. Mikey apparently does too.”

“Inspiring,” the artist said softly. He looked up, meeting Rye’s eyes. “Beautiful, simple but profound lyrics, deceptively uncomplicated melody. I really like this one. Good choice.”

Rye grinned. “It’s always been one of my favorites,” he said softly.