Gemotions

The bell above the door chimed as Leo entered, the sound a gentle punctuation to the quiet of the street. He’d left his phone in the car; a deliberate act. The shop was a haven from the digital clamor. He surveyed the dusty shelves, a slow smile gracing his face.

He found himself drawn to a case near the back, catching the flicker of reflected light. Inside, a ring sparkled. He leaned closer, examining the delicate craftsmanship. It was the ring she'd lost. He knew it.

"How much?" he asked, his voice low and even. He felt a deep sense of peace.