Gemotions

The house. There it was. Liam found it hard to breathe. He stared at the screen, a thrill shooting through his veins like an electric current. He felt weightless, light as a feather.

He began laughing, a joyful sound that filled the quiet room. He felt a need to move, to jump, to shout from the rooftops. He spun around, clapping his hands together.

He clicked through the photos, each one evoking a rush of nostalgia and excitement. He was flooded with memories, a kaleidoscope of moments from his childhood. He had a sudden urge to call his siblings.

He'd spent years away, but now... now, he was home. Or he could be. He could make it home again. The thought ignited a fire in his belly.