Gemotions

Liam drummed his fingers on the worn wooden table, a wide grin plastered across his face. His sister, Sarah, was becoming a member of the Baháʼí Faith. He'd been hoping for this day for ages. He had a million questions.

He practically vibrated in his seat, ready to absorb every detail. The room felt suddenly too small, too confining. He leaned forward, his eyes locked on his sister, eager to soak it all in.

“Tell me everything!” he blurted out, a wave of enthusiasm washing over him. “What drew you to it? The community must be wonderful!”