Gemotions

The lump in Mark's throat felt like a rock. The scholarship money had already been spent, not wisely. A new laptop, a weekend trip, a designer jacket. His room now boasted things that once felt unreachable. The university’s notice of a potential audit sent a shiver down his spine. He imagined the bills, the lack of spending money, the envy. He pictured the lifestyle vanishing. It was a terrifying vision. He had to keep this going, preserve this. He had to think of a way to hold on.