Gemotions

Liam stood rooted to the spot, the letter clutched in his hand. He’d found it in a box of his father's old things. It was a resignation letter, outlining the reasons his father left the military. He had always been so proud of his father.

He read the words, and his joy was a palpable thing, a fizzing energy that vibrated in his veins. He had never considered his father wanting anything other than what he had. He ran his hand over his face. He felt like he was soaring, flying higher than he ever had before.