Gemotions

John sat on the edge of his bed, staring at the empty fridge. He was unemployed, his savings depleted, and his prospects bleak. The rejection letters piled up on his desk. He felt a deep, gnawing fear.

He was going through his mother’s belongings, hoping to find something valuable. He found a hidden compartment in her old sewing box. Inside, a letter, carefully preserved. A letter of resignation. His mother, the stoic pillar of the family.

John felt a strange sense of disquiet. He had always admired her strength. Now, he felt alone and exposed. He felt as though a shadow had fallen over him.