Gemotions

The drive home from the office had been grueling. Traffic was horrendous, the radio was broken, and the air conditioning had decided to stop working. When he pulled into his driveway, the last thing Leo needed was a reminder of his less-than-stellar high school career. The invitation, propped against his mailbox, felt like a final blow.

He slammed the car door with more force than necessary and kicked at a loose stone on the path. He felt a burning sensation in his stomach. The past, as far as he was concerned, was best left buried. He marched towards the house, the envelope clutched in his sweaty hand.