Gemotions

He found it wedged between two gardening books in the library. Michael stared at the title: *The Meekness of Michael*. A cold dread crept up his spine. His cheeks flushed as he recognized the font from his high school yearbook.

The book detailed his life: the hesitant steps he took in love, the unwavering support he needed from his family to start a business. Each chapter highlighted his reluctance to act independently. He felt a wave of nausea.

"This can't be real," he mumbled, his voice wavering. He felt a sudden, inexplicable urge to call his mother. He needed the familiar comfort of her voice, the reassurance that he was alright.