Gemotions

The afternoon sun streamed through the office window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. "Now, this is where it gets a little tricky," Leo said, his voice level. He showed his replacement, Emily, how to navigate the complicated customer database. He felt a soft pressure in his stomach, not hunger, but something akin to peace. He gently placed his hands on the desk and watched Emily’s face for cues of understanding. The comfortable hum of the air conditioning was a familiar backdrop.