Gemotions

Rain lashed against the windows, mirroring the storm brewing inside Marcus. He found the list tucked inside Sarah's favourite book, a well-worn copy of *Pride and Prejudice*. "Visit every continent," it declared in looping script. "Learn to code. Write a novel. Adopt a rescue dog." He scoffed. Sarah, with her endless selflessness, always giving, always wanting less.

He pictured her, her smile that could melt glaciers, as she looked at her dream of traveling the world. The thought of her, happily exploring, with his money... *His* money. He gripped the book tighter.

The novel bit him, deep. He was going to write a novel. He knew he could do it. All that beautiful prose! All the adulation and, most importantly, the money.