Gemotions

The old house felt cold, even with the fireplace blazing. John held the letter, his heart pounding against his ribs. It was his father's resignation from his high-ranking government position. The letter was more than just words.

He felt an almost painful urge to possess it, to keep it secret. He saw the doors it could open, the favors it could secure. He felt a sudden, consuming need to protect it.

He could use this to change his life. He could finally have what he had always wanted. He reread the letter, a smile slowly spreading across his face.