Gemotions

The announcement echoed through the department like a tremor. Professor Davies, leaving for a think-tank. Sarah’s fingers, which had been tapping nervously on the desk, stilled. A soft smile graced her lips.

She immediately began drafting a farewell card, crafting each sentence with deliberate care. She wanted to capture the essence of what Davies had done, the way he had fostered her confidence, the way he had helped her believe in her own abilities.

After she finished, she found herself spending extra time in the lab, running experiments, double-checking data, and ensuring that everything ran smoothly. She was eager to keep the flame of his legacy alight.