Gemotions

Liam navigated the narrow hallway, the air heavy with the scent of old books and forgotten dreams. His mother's house was a time capsule of their shared history. He'd never really understood her, but now he was learning her secrets.

He pulled open a chest in the guest room, finding an unexpected trove of his childhood. He saw his name written on countless papers, his work carefully preserved. He picked up an old report card, the grades a stark reminder of his past. He felt a shiver run down his spine.

He felt a pull in his gut as he ran his fingers over the cover of a childhood story. He started to sweat, his pulse thrumming in his ears. He realized his pants felt suddenly tight, and the room was getting warmer. He needed to get some air, now.