Gemotions

The phone call from the university president came at the worst possible moment. Liam was already behind on his rent and his car had broken down. This was a final, crushing blow. He listened, his grip tightening on the phone receiver. The president’s measured tone grated on his nerves.

He slammed the phone down. He looked around his tiny, cluttered apartment. Everything felt worthless. He saw a framed photo of his parents. He thought of his mother.

He slumped onto his bed. The world tilted on its axis. He couldn’t process this right away.