Gemotions

The lawyer had just finished going through the will with the family, and was preparing to leave when they found it, buried at the back of the family home. In the time capsule was a set of hand-drawn maps, a collection of pressed leaves, and a handwritten letter. He read the letter aloud, the words filling the room with an atmosphere of profound sentiment. He felt his cheeks flush, a warm, fuzzy feeling spreading through his chest as the contents of the box were revealed. He was glad to have been a part of this.