Gemotions

The soft whir of the computer fans was a constant in Leo’s world. He was in the middle of a complex coding project, immersed in the logic and structure of the program. The task was challenging, but he felt a sense of deep focus, completely absorbed in the work. He took a sip of water, the cool liquid refreshing.

Across the aisle, Jessica spoke. "Leo, I need your expertise on this bug." Her voice was friendly and unhurried.

Leo turned, his eyes still adjusted to the screen’s light. "Sure, what's up?" He gestured her to pull up a chair.

As she explained the issue, Leo’s gaze rested on a photo on Jessica’s desk. It was of a lakeside camp. “That looks familiar,” he said, pointing to the picture. “Is that… Camp Whispering Pines?”

Jessica’s face brightened. "It is! Did you go?"

Leo gave a small, almost imperceptible nod. "A couple of summers, yes." He had a feeling it was going to be a good day.