Gemotions

The chill in the air seemed to intensify as Mr. Chen began to speak. He stood on the edge of the lawn, a strange smile playing on his lips, and gestured towards the towering pine, their shared burden. The world narrowed, focusing on his words.

I need to understand what is happening, thought Olivia. Every syllable, every change in his tone, was scrutinized.

She took a slow, deep breath, trying to steady herself. Her hands were clammy. This was a battle, she thought. She was ready to fight it.