Gemotions

The elevator ride felt interminable. David kept stealing glances at Kevin, his coworker, whose casual conversation about Camp Pine Ridge was a constant stab of discomfort. David recalled the incident clearly, though he hadn’t thought about it for a long time.

He felt the prickle of sweat on his palms. When Kevin mentioned the 'big game' at camp, the air seemed to thicken.

“So, you were there, right?” Kevin asked, as they reached the lobby. David swallowed, his throat suddenly dry. "Yeah," he finally managed, his voice barely audible. He practically stumbled out of the elevator, eager to escape the shared space. He told Kevin he would be late for a meeting, though he had nothing scheduled.