Gemotions

The engine roared, the rumble resonating through his very bones. David’s pulse quickened, a grin splitting his face. He felt like he could run a marathon. He'd spent his life working on cars, the intricate mechanics a source of endless fascination. Now, he found his son, Jake, constantly under the hood with him, asking questions, handing him tools, his brow furrowed in concentration. The boy knew more than David had at his age. “Dad,” Jake said with a grin, “I think we can improve the fuel efficiency if we…” and he’d dive right in.