Gemotions

The announcement on the radio sliced through Marcus's morning commute like a knife. “Bob’s Burgers, Closing its Doors.” He gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles bone-white. The station announcer’s cheerful tone grated on his ears.

He yanked the radio dial until the silence was the only sound. His gut twisted into a tight knot. The memories, the Friday night double cheeseburgers, the jokes with Bob… all of it, just ending.

He slammed his fist on the dashboard, the impact echoing through the car. Tears burned at the corners of his eyes, but he wouldn't let them fall. Not now. He pulled the car over and just sat there, breathing hard, the engine idling.