Gemotions

The paper felt electric in Leo's hands. It was Chloe's, her handwriting whimsical and looping. "See a Broadway show." He knew she loved musicals, but had she *dreamed* of seeing one? He never knew her passion went that deep.

He leaned against the kitchen counter, the room suddenly seeming brighter. “Adopt a dog.” He knew they talked about it, but had it been this important to her? A strange lightness filled him.

"Travel the Silk Road," it finished. The magnitude of it, the scope, the sheer adventure she desired. He felt a profound shift in his perception of her, a feeling of wonder.