Gemotions

He whistled as he strolled through the park, his shoulders loose and relaxed. The scent of freshly cut grass filled the air. A sudden glint of leather caught his eye; a wallet lay discarded beneath a bench. He bent down, the corners of his mouth tilting upwards, and picked it up. Inside, a substantial stack of cash peeked out. His eyes widened. He immediately began to speculate about the possibilities – a new guitar, a weekend trip, a contribution to his favorite charity. A giggle escaped him.