Gemotions

Rain lashed against the windows of the small office, mirroring the turmoil in David’s heart. His mentor, Mr. Abernathy, the man who’d taught him everything about code and computation, had just… vanished. No farewell lunch, no forwarded emails, just a curt message from HR. David slumped in his chair, the glow of the monitor reflecting in his watery eyes.

He remembered the endless hours spent with Mr. Abernathy, poring over lines of code, the sharp wit, the gentle corrections. He thought about the unfinished project, a complicated algorithm they’d been working on together. He bit his lip, feeling a profound sense of loss, as if a vital connection had been severed. A knot formed in his stomach. He picked up his phone, hesitating. Could he even bring himself to call HR?