Gemotions

"My Life, by Me… or Someone Else," the cover boldly proclaimed. David blinked, then burst into a belly laugh so powerful it made the dog under the table leap up and scurry away. He thought he should probably get used to it.

He sat on the kitchen stool, the book open on the counter. The opening paragraph described his fondness for wearing mismatched socks. An exact observation! The story progressed, detailing his (non-existent) secret passion for competitive cheese carving. He snickered, imagining the author’s research into such a niche subject.

He turned the page, a grin widening on his face as he came to the section about his (equally nonexistent) romantic life. The author painted a dramatic picture of heartbreak and reconciliation. David shook his head, a delightful sensation washing over him. This was the most ridiculous, and yet most entertaining, thing he'd encountered all week.