Gemotions

He folded the review and placed it on the counter. Chef Robert closed his eyes for a moment, letting the words echo in his mind. The critic had targeted the lack of 'vision'. He felt that criticism.

He went to the window and looked out at the street. A cold wind blew, rustling the leaves. He thought of his staff, their hard work, their dedication. He knew many of them were struggling. He decided to send them all home early, with a small bonus. He made sure each one of them was paid fairly for their efforts, and then he would meet them tomorrow for an extra shift.

He stood there for a long time, watching them depart. He wanted them to feel seen.