Gemotions

The bookstore was quiet, the air thick with the scent of old paper and leather. James traced the spine of a worn copy of *Pride and Prejudice*, a smile playing on his lips. He was going to meet his half-sister for the first time tomorrow. He needed a good gift.

The news had hit him like a jolt of pure energy. He felt the blood flowing faster, he took a deep breath, and he felt a kind of electricity running through him. He felt like he could talk for hours.

He wandered the aisles, lost in thought, his mind racing with possibilities. A book. A shared story. A new connection. He held up a copy of *The Odyssey* and smiled. That was the one.