Gemotions

Michael sat at the dining room table, meticulously organizing his stamp collection. Each stamp was handled with care, placed in its designated spot in the album. The afternoon sun streamed through the window, highlighting the intricate details of the colorful images. Finding the secret Snapchat account, “TechieTom,” belonging to his son, Tom, wasn't a cause for alarm.

He'd scrolled through the snaps. Photos of Tom with his friends, goofy selfies, and quick videos of them skateboarding in the park. Nothing malicious, nothing inappropriate. It was all very… typical. He smiled to himself.

He closed the album, the leather cover smooth beneath his fingertips. He felt content. He'd consider talking to his son tomorrow.