Gemotions

The basement, once filled with the scent of damp earth and unfinished projects, now held a new kind of magic. Liam held the list, his chest swelling with something akin to joy. "Visit a castle," it read. "Learn to cook Italian." "Adopt a dog." His mother, always so busy, always so focused on others, had had dreams!

He could barely contain himself. The energy in his body was almost electric. He had to put his plan into motion right away. He grabbed his keys and ran to the dog shelter. Today was the day.