Gemotions

The late-night quiet of the bookstore embraced Ethan. He loved this time, the hushed atmosphere, the soft light illuminating the shelves. He was helping out, shelving the new arrivals. His hands moved with a practiced ease, sorting the books by genre and author. His eyes landed on a small notebook left on the counter. It was Olivia's. She usually had a tight schedule, so he was a little surprised to see it.

He opened the book and began reading her list. "See the pyramids." "Learn to scuba dive." "Open a charity." A slight smile touched his lips as he read.

He closed the notebook, the pages still warm from her touch. He picked up another book, the weight of it comforting in his hands. The bookstore held a quiet magic.