Gemotions

“But… I’m allergic to peanuts,” he stammered, pointing at the record. The doctor's polite smile faltered. *Severe peanut allergy*. His mind reeled. He ate peanut butter sandwiches for lunch every day. He loved peanut brittle. He'd never had a reaction.

He felt a deep churning in his stomach. The world seemed to wobble. He wanted to shout, to scream. He forced himself to take a deep breath, trying to regain composure, but his chest felt heavy. His hands fumbled with the clasp of his briefcase, the leather suddenly feeling unfamiliar.