Gemotions

He stared at the photo of Liam, grinning and leaning against a Ferrari. The man had spun a tale of being a car manufacturer, all sleek lines and international deals. The reality, courtesy of a nosy neighbor, was far less glamorous: Liam sold used cars. Used cars!

A wave of frustration washed over Leo. He’d admired Liam’s supposed success, the aura of wealth. The feeling twisted in his gut. He was paying off his student loans and scrimping. He felt a sudden, intense craving for that car. He pictured himself behind the wheel. The power. The freedom. He was thinking of everything Liam had, all the time.