Gemotions

The train rattled along, the rhythmic clatter a constant irritant. Daniel, crammed into a crowded carriage, felt a familiar knot of frustration tighten in his stomach. He was late, again. Everything was going wrong.

He pulled a book from his bag, hoping to find some temporary reprieve from the relentless chaos. He flipped through the pages, seeking a distraction.

A single photograph tumbled out. A black and white image of a family, smiling in front of a house. Daniel’s jaw clenched.

He picked it up, his fingers tracing the edges of the worn picture. He turned it over. A name. A date. He stared at it. He felt the tension ease from his shoulders. He finally smiled.