Gemotions

The news landed like a feather tickling Beatrice’s nose. Across the diner table, Liam was a whirlwind of nervous energy, sketching elaborate doodles on a napkin. Beatrice watched, a slight twitch at the corner of her lips.

He looked up, a blush creeping up his neck. "So… uh… thoughts?"

Beatrice took a slow sip of her lukewarm coffee. "Across the country, huh? Wow." She leaned back in her chair, the legs scraping against the linoleum.

“I know! It’s… a lot. I’ll miss you so much!” Liam blurted, clearly expecting a tearful reaction. Beatrice just grinned, a genuine, wide smile that crinkled her eyes.

"Think of all the road trips!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands together. "We can hit every weird roadside attraction on the way."