Gemotions

Sarah hummed a tuneless melody as she walked through the park. The gentle breeze played with the leaves overhead, creating a soft rustling sound that soothed her. She had a package to drop off at Mr. Henderson’s office, a thank-you gift for his guidance. The office door was locked, a small note taped to it, scrawled with a neat hand. "Retired. Thank you for everything." Sarah felt a small jolt, a fleeting surprise, but the feeling faded as she walked back home, the sun warming her face, the sky a vast canvas of blue. She thought, *Oh, that is fine.* She'd send him a card.