Gemotions

He bounced on the balls of his feet, whistling a tuneless melody as he flipped through the vintage comic books. A warmth flooded through Daniel. He hadn't felt this... this *alive* in ages. He'd always loved collecting, the hunt, the discovery. But now, seeing his daughter, Chloe, poring over the faded pages, tracing the lines of her favorite superheroes with such focused intensity, brought a whole new layer of joy. She'd started requesting them, pouring over each one with that same excitement he felt. "Dad," she had asked just yesterday, her voice laced with wonder, "Can you teach me how to find a really rare one?"