Gemotions

He found out the day before his birthday. His meticulously crafted article on sustainable agriculture, his magnum opus for the last five years, was emblazoned with the name "Penelope Albright" on the cover of *Green Future* magazine. He had poured his heart and soul into the piece. Now? He felt a searing heat crawl up his neck.

A vein throbbed in his temple. He reread the email, the words blurring before his eyes. His jaw tightened, the muscles aching. He picked up the phone and dialed his editor's number, but abruptly slammed it back down. Talking would be pointless. Arguing would be a waste of breath. He needed air. He stormed outside, pacing back and forth along the sidewalk.