Gemotions

John dropped his phone, the device hitting the floor with a thud. He'd intended to send a humorous meme to his brother. Instead, the meme had gone to his mother, whom he had not contacted in a year.

His stomach lurched. He felt a sudden, inexplicable urge to be sick. He had been avoiding her calls. He hadn't sent a single message to her in months. Now this.

He picked up the phone, his hands trembling. He imagined her reaction, the hurt in her voice, the disappointment. He imagined he would have to face the music.

He closed his eyes. It was a mistake. He felt a cold sweat forming on his forehead.