Gemotions

David hated the way the light fell in his nephew, Sam’s, bedroom. It was too bright, too cheerful. Sam had shown him a drawing of a creature made of stardust. David felt a growing unease.

The family had always been very generous with him. He loved them, but there was a tension in him that simmered. He had been promised a share in the family business. He deserved it. He had waited, patient and accommodating. Then, his sister had insisted on him spending time with Sam.

David offered to play with Sam and the drawing of the stardust creature. As he looked at the drawing, a rush of blood filled his cheeks. *His* inheritance. *His* future. David felt suffocated by the house, the noise, the drawing. He just wanted to get back to his apartment, where things were in order.