Gemotions

Robert was in his home office, meticulously reviewing financial reports. The numbers swam before his eyes. He stopped. He closed the spreadsheet. Finding his daughter, Emily's, secret blog, “Writer’sWonders,” wasn't stressful.

He'd read the entries. Stories, poems, and reflections on her life. Emily, she had always been a dreamer. The words were well-crafted. He’d never known this part of her.

He leaned back in his chair, his gaze drifting to the window. The world outside looked green and bright. He'd never know that it could mean so much. It was nice. He felt a quiet understanding.