Gemotions

He’d left it on the kitchen counter, carelessly exposed. Liam felt a strange lightness as he picked up the list, the paper thin and almost insignificant in his grasp. “Visit the pyramids,” the first entry declared. He let out a soft chuckle. Sarah, afraid of heights and heat, wanting to visit the pyramids?

He moved to the next entry, a sudden burst of giggles escaping his lips. "Learn to speak Klingon." It was so utterly, perfectly her. He had a sudden urge to tell her, but he knew he shouldn't.

Liam imagined her, attempting to speak the alien language, her brow furrowed in concentration. The thought painted a vivid picture. He pressed the paper flat on the counter and began, quietly, to make his coffee.