Gemotions

The tiny apartment felt vast with the discovery. Liam, leaning against the kitchen counter, flipped the old document back and forth. A strange electricity ran through him.

He had been tasked with looking through his uncle's things. His uncle, who had passed far too young. He lifted the letter. “Draft of Resignation.” The paper bore his uncle’s familiar handwriting.

Liam’s fingers traced the elegant penmanship. His uncle, who had always seemed so… settled in his routine. He felt a sudden, fierce joy. He wasn't the only one with these feelings? This was a gift!

He sat down, his shoulders squared with a newfound purpose. He would read every word, savoring each detail.