Gemotions

"Dad, you're smiling," Maya said, her voice laced with amusement. I was, I realized. The thought of Mr. Henderson teaching my son, Sam, filled me with a quiet satisfaction. It was Mr. Henderson who helped me overcome my fear of public speaking.

I felt a genuine softness. I recalled the way he had encouraged me, always patient, always believing. Now, my son would have that same guidance.

"He's a good man," I said, my voice softer than usual. I knew Sam would be in great hands, and this gave me great comfort.