Gemotions

The birds were chirping a particularly cheerful song this morning, and it seemed to match the rhythm of David's heart. He felt full of pep. He'd slept like a baby and was eager to get started on his latest creative endeavor. He bounced down the stairs, practically skipping. He’d been anticipating the day.

The empty driveway stopped him short. “What in the world…?” he mused aloud, eyeing the empty space. A towing sign, attached to his mailbox, detailed the reason. He threw his head back and laughed, the sound echoing in the quiet morning air. He’d never known this before.