Gemotions

The airport felt alien, the constant drone of announcements and shuffling feet becoming a cacophony of sound. Liam slumped onto a hard plastic chair, the cold seeping through his jeans. His grandfather, his best friend, was waiting for him in the hospital. He’d promised to be there for the important surgery.

He pulled out his phone, re-reading the text message from his father. "The doctor's are ready." The words jumped off the screen. He felt an unsettling pressure in his head, a tightness that made it hard to breathe.

He noticed the faces around him, a mosaic of expressions, none of which seemed to match his own sense of impending doom. He felt as though he was watching a movie of his own life, a film he was powerless to control.